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Next person that asks me, while I'm on the podium, about the Oscars? Gonna get a pencil right between the eyes. We're busy. Movies are not on the top of our to-do list. It's sad, but true. You want entertainment reporting, go find Sherri Wexler ( Read more... )

Note left for Danny when Carol leaves for work this morning:

MJ --

I had to leave for work and I didn't want to wake you up. But -- I'm coming over for dinner, and I expect you to be awake. And I expect you to call me if anything happens during the day. And I'd expect I'd hope that you'd be honest with me about all that ( Read more... )

Dear Press Everyone:

Stop asking me about the State of the Union. You'll find out when the President presents it, just like everyone else. Go away and let me work.

Eff offYours sincerely,

A very fed-up Press Secretary.

So the holidays are over but I'm dragging anyway, because it goes from nice and warm to cold and nasty and no matter what it's dark. And it might have been a month since I had bronchitis but I'm still coughing, which is just nasty. Long story short? I really want a vacation ( Read more... )

Whoever gave me bronchitis is going to die.

Toby, find someone to do the briefings tomorrow. I'm not getting out of bed until the room stops spinning.

In case anybody missed it, I'd just like to reiterate ( Read more... )

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I am the single most stupid person ever to walk the earth.

Why didn't I just walk away from the computer?

What the hell is wrong with me?

Let's pretend like I never did that.

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