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...which could be deemed a success though not flawless. My tendencies toward self-sabotage and humiliation could not be kept completely at bay. I was notoriously late and ill prepared, I managed to douse myself with soda water, dropped a drink on someone, and was ridiculed for my seeming inability to tie a knot - but by the end, I had a relatively firm command of things. I even managed to raise some money for the campaign ... though I credit the candidate for that. Apparently, this has earned me the title of ... well, I forget the exact wording but I know "official" was in there somewhere. So I am officially official - whatever the hell that means. It also means that I get to speak on behalf of the candidate in my part of the state (scary, because it is a hugely important part) ... which has led to my very first radio talk show engagement. I will be live in the studio as a representative ... and if I come out of this without having a panic attack or losing control of my bodily functions - I will be amazed. The candidate has expressed utmost confidence in me ... I think he'll live to regret it. I have some homework to do - so I'll let you know how it goes.
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