Oh Those Emails
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Peck peck peck, and the next thing you know I'm up at 1AM sending cranky emails to my aides about how beat down I was feeling.
They finally unleashed my unflippinbelievable emails upon the world. I told them not to, I redacted as much as I could, but still… they're out there, and the Lamestream Media is going nuts.But you know what? I make no excuses. No apologies, that has always been my credo. Do I regret having made a stupid half-joke about divorcing Todd? No I do not, because you know what? It helps keep that guy in line. Seriously, you have no idea. Also, it's one of those things where you're covered either way. If he starts stepping out with "massage technicians" again, I can claim I was serious. If he buys me another incredibly expensive necklace, then "ha ha just kidding."
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