It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.


2015-09-10

Notes

2015-09-09
As I sit in a meeting room 1 minute before my meeting, I notice someone shaking out a sugar packet for their coffee in the adjoining break room. I notice someone walking by talking about a project I’ve not heard of (yet). I notice the cooler running and a fan in the roof worrying. Someone buys a soda from the machine. I cannot concentrate. Going to be a long meeting. Please lord, don’t let me look like or be an idiot.


Clinton vs the FBI. If it were me, I would be under the jail. You too. Man up Mr President. Sign one of those orders you like so much ordering the FBI to pursue their duty in the case against Hillary. More

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