So GW is sitting around this week rehashing the past 8 years of life and at least owning up to “some” mistakes…
Well, no duh! You’re the President, not the Pope.
On another note, I find it very ironic that I have to forego my trip to DC for the Inauguration because I am out of a job with no good leads and this close to filing for bankruptcy or welfare or joining the army
It’s really frustrating to say the least. There was a day I would have said, screw it, I’m going anyway and hoping for the best. There was a day I wouldn’t have minded sleeping on some random stranger’s floor and flashing cleavage for free drinks and entrance to private parties.
But now, I say Change. And change is good.