Victoria Passionately had not slept well. The previous night she'd had a glass of fruity chardonnay and a Tylenol PM, but still she hadn't fallen asleep till 3, and she'd been up since 6 a.m., when she'd needed to get up to drain the wine from her bladder. After that, getting back to sleep was impossible, her head following a dozen different paths, all of them leading to and away from the event this afternoon, when she would push the entire presidential campaign and American history in a new direction, would send J. Junior Inferior back to his home state, licking his wounds and ruing the day Victoria Passionately was born.
The rest of this story is no longer online, but does appear in the book "The Unforbidden Is Compulsory, or Optimism."