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Below are the 15 most recent journal entries recorded in
Joe Quincy's LiveJournal:
|Saturday, December 31st, 2005|
(flocked to all those who know of Joe and Amy's marriage)
Ok this is going to be my first entry in a while, but it has a purpose, traditionally I set for myself New Year's Resolutions, and this year is no different, however in order to keep myself honest about them I am going to put theme here so that I have a reminder of them and don't just forget them in the first week like most people do.
So here we go.
1. Figure out where I'm going to be working next year.
Considering that the Bartlet Administration will be ending on January 20th 2007 at Noon, I will need to find somewhere else to work and obviously I can't start looking 20 days before I leave so this is going to be one of this years resolutions. Amy keeps telling me that I need to get private practice under my belt, all part of her master plan for me, but I would be happy working somewhere else in government or for a think-tank or something else. Considering the volatility of the coming election I don't think I should be thinking about how to try and stay in the White House. If the next president is a Republican they might not like me for that campaign finance reform memo I wrote, unless they are a campaign finance reformer themselves, if it's a Democrat I can't rely on President Bartlet's quirk of liking people who disagree with him in his administration to transfer to another Democrat.
2. Buy the damned house already.
Amy and I have been going round and round about this since June and I think it's time to actually buy it, even though her list of things she wants in a house is longer than anything I think I've ever written. This kind of depends on resolution number 1 because if I am leaving DC I shouldn't buy a house here. So this will probably need some talk about where I'm going to be working until I do this.
3. Finally build my library.
For years and years it has been my dream to have a library in my house, a place I can keep my scotch and my cigars and be surrounded by my books, so when we finally buy the house I have to make sure I have a room like that, I have so many books that I have bought and either read and kept or not read throughout the years that I want to put them all in one place. Some are in my old room in my parents house, some are in the basement of my parents house, some are in our apartment or in storage from when I moved into Amy's apartment. Amy has a list of things for the house, this is the one thing I want, I can have it, as long as it has a ventilation fan in it so my cigars don't permeate throughout the whole house, that's Amy's only condition.
|Friday, December 2nd, 2005|
Wow I haven't used this thing in months, although if I had it would have been a lot of whining about Amy not being around and I don't really want to do that because it would start me on a bad path.
Anyway I'm here writing this to myself because I need to write this or something so I can look at it and convince myself I'm not crazy.
So Elizabeth had her baby, which is beautiful, but when Amy and I went to see him from that little viewing area I found myself watching her instead of looking at the baby. There was something in her face, now I'm not good at reading people in general but I think I'm getting better at reading Amy's expressions, and this one looked like regret, and I swear I think there was longing also in there.
I know I shouldn't think about it, I mean she made sure it was not a possibility to ever have children, and barring her getting a reversal it's going to stay that way, but that look, it sparked something deep inside me, a glimmer of hope, one that I know I have to squash or it will consume me.
Ok back to not using this thing.
|Friday, August 26th, 2005|
It's night's like these that I really miss my wife.
|Tuesday, August 16th, 2005|
Well since I'm going to talk about the honeymoon I guess I have to keep the entry a secret, I wish I knew for sure who knew, so maybe I could post something so just they could read it, but I don't and plus the people who know probably don't want to talk to me about it anyway.
The honeymoon was incredible, Navis is as close to paradise as there is on this earth. Coming home of course was the hardest part.
I had the damned dream again in the middle of the honeymoon, why does my mind bother me like that, I mean Amy already told me why she can't have kids herself and I accepted it, if I accepted it why do I keep having dreams about children who look like us. It's not going to happen, yet it keeps happening.
She's gone off campaigning, and to be honest I wish I was there with her, not just because I want to be with my wife but because I have never experienced a Presidential campaign and I think it would be an exhilarating experience.
I hope I'm strong enough to make it through this next year, I just found Amy, and I don't want to lose her forever. I just hope this campaign doesn't facilitate that.
On second thought it's good I didn't friends lock this, I wouldn't want anyone reading this, it's too pathetic. I'm either really whipped or really in love.
|Monday, June 27th, 2005|
Well surprise surprise Amy decided to take me to Vegas for my birthday.
I forgot how hot it can be out here. I think I'm going to be tan the whole summer because of this trip, of course getting out of the basement at all would give me a better tan.
Amy decided to go to the spa, so I commandeered her laptop. I think she knew I would, she has a guest login without a password. Had to check my e-mail and look at the news, its the end of the Court's session and I wanted to see what had come down. I also am going to go and get this damned thing off my finger.
I still can't believe she took me here, and it turned out to be a very very good thing, as something unbelievable happened here, but I think I should tell people in person rather than some entry on an online journal.
That unbelievable thing will require me to stay here a few more days. I'll be back later in the week.
Amy said diamonds would do the trick, once again she was right.
|Saturday, June 25th, 2005|
33 years old today.
And things are going well.
Couldn't be happier.
|Friday, May 27th, 2005|
You know I started this thing as a way for me to talk to the world about whats going on with me but for some reason I just keep making these private entries when I feel the need to let things out.
It's Friday at 10:15 PM and where am I, out at some bar or at some apartment that isn't mine.
No I'm sitting in my office working on my fake back log, this is why this entry has to be private because this is too pathetic to talk about with the world.
I used to be a outward guy, I spend my college and especially my law school days living it up, Scott reminded me of that when I talked to him, now I let my work back up during the week so I don't seem so pathetic to myself for not going out on Friday night, instead I work here until midnight then I go to my tiny, empty apartment.
What happened to me, when I was clerking there was never time to go out so I guess that's when it started, then when I got my first job I threw myself into it so much I would work late and on weekends. Is that how I became so serious and so unable to socialize with the people around here. Is my social ability stuck in college.
Add onto that that I can't think about work right now, that damned woman is still bothering me in my head, and I can't do a damned thing about it.
12 years I haven't let a woman get to me like this, I swore I wouldn't it hurt too much, what the hell happened to that. She never even gave me an indication she wanted a relationship, I just didn't think people outside of college just went out and had sex. I just don't get it.
So here it is Friday night and I'm actually close to being done before midnight, but instead I will let myself be distracted until it's midnight and I can say to myself well you can't go out it's too late plus who would want to meet you this late.
I'm pathetic, and I just don't understand what is happening.
Maybe I should just leave this job and go somewhere else, I just don't think I fit in here.
|Tuesday, May 17th, 2005|
As soon as it had began it was over.
I just wish I could find a way to thank the one who showed me what was really going on.
You may not know who you are but thank you, you saved me a lot of time and pain.
|Monday, May 16th, 2005|
[e-mail to Amy}
Would you be so kind as to send me my ticket to the Rock the Vote event to me via interoffice mail.
That is if there is still a ticket for me.
-Joe Quincy J.D. M.B.A.
|Monday, May 9th, 2005|
[e-mail to Amy]
Words can not describe wht is going on inside my head right now.
All I guess I can say right now is, what happens next.
|Friday, May 6th, 2005|
Have I suddenly become popular.
Two people in my office and another in the Mess in a week.
This is interesting.
Oh hell, what did I get myself into.
She tells me to get out of the office, to go meet people, and who do I meet, her.
We talk, how it went in her head I don't know but I felt like a shmuck the whole time.
Then I think at the end she ordered met to meet her for dinner, and she's cooking, which means we will be going to her apartment probably.
This is either going to be a disaster, or really really good.
Why did I let this happen, I should have just stayed in my office and did my job, it was working so well before I ran into Amy in the hall.
|Saturday, April 30th, 2005|
This is going to be interesting.
|Wednesday, April 13th, 2005|
Ok, I think I just made a minor mistake. Telling the CoS of the First Lady that I would like to eliminate half the executive branch probably wasn't the smartest thing to do.
I'm just very good at expressing myself into peoples bad graces.
I'm going to be in basement offices my entire career.
|Wednesday, April 6th, 2005|
So this is a blog huh, I don't get what all the fuss is about.
Anyway I'm Joe Quincy, I have the reason I have one of these things in my profile.
Basically I sit downstairs in the Steam Pipe Trunk Distribution Venue, aka my office, and do the grunt work of the White House Council's office. Why you ask, cause I have a desire to serve my country.
I don't get to see all the glamour of the White House or the apparent soap opera that goes on up there, I get little information.
All I know is that I don't have many friends now a days, ever since my paper on campaign finance reform the Republicans haven't wanted me, and the fact that I forced Hoynes out of the Vice Presidency didn't endear me to the Democrats. So you the random person who finds this journal will get to know what I know.
Sorry but you won't get inside info, I would like to keep my job.
When something interesting happens I'll write it here, but don't expect much, unless you want to hear about my day of endless paperwork.