Today was an inspirational day, as me and my dearest and truest (Republican) pals of all time went to the Arlington National Cemetery. We witnessed the changing of the guards at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. I cried, and unless Betsy and Kalleigh just had something in their eyes, they cried, too. Kalleigh called her mom at the cemetery, and the call was dropped. "You must've hit a dead zone," Kalleigh's mother said on the phone.
Oh yeah, we saw that Lincoln thing too.
Most importantly, we ran into some hotties at CPAC from the Citadel, however, they lacked the confidence to ask for my...I mean OUR number(s). Too bad. Not that I would've like...gone out with them or anything. We didn't get to see Ron Paul speak, which was very, very disappointing. Those boys were a bit distracting, and by the time we tried to get in, the line was about a billion miles long.
I'm looking forward to tomorrow like crazy. Ann Coulter is speaking tomorrow, and she is basically my idol. Good ole Rush should prove to be pretty awesome as well.
OH! I guess the craziest thing that happened today was finding this green cup under the bed in our hotel room. A previous patron had left it under there, and the hotel maids I guess are just pretty lazy, because it looks like it had been there a while...
I shall include pictures, once BETSY FINALLY EMAILS THEM TO ME.
ALLEGRA
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