I should write about something… anything… I just feel very blank in my thought process. I’m surrounded my a multitude of minor milestones with a lack of large exciting stories. I went to Cleveland last week, but honestly how exciting can a trip to the middle of Ohio really be. I saw Bill and Hillary Clinton speak, notice how I say Bill first, because he was definitely my main interest. My girlfriend expressed how she would leave me for the former president because he looked so good in his jeans. Frankly I couldn’t blame her; he did look damn good in those jeans. Even better Chelsea has a picture of Bill with a god-like light shining on his crotch it was pretty amazing…
