I have been waiting with bated breath for the debate. It is on at 2 am here in Ireland. I’ve paced myself. I decided against wine and bought gin and tonic instead. I put on my pjs at 9 pm, determined to get some sleep before the shitgibbon hit the airwaves.
Then Tumbleweed from Kansas rang me. Of course that was the end of that. We dissected the election as only we can. I opened the gin. That was a mistake.
I have set the alarm.
Please gawd, don’t let me sleep through the debate!