What Do They Do At 1 AM?

How funny would it be....if our politicians had to have everything done by Sunday night, the same way I do each week? Maybe this only seems funny because I've been sitting at my computer for the last 5 hours working on a paper that is due tomorrow. Seriously though, the image of our *Beloved Leaders* sitting there going "crud...crud if I don't finish this up, I'll get a bad grade, and then my average for the class will go down, and then I'll risk getting a lower letter grade, and then my GPA for the semester will go down, and then my name will be Suck" is hilarious. I think it would be even funnier if their pay reflected their bad GPA. Yea, I know this is nonsensical retarded musing :O)
I wonder how similar my life and their lives really are though? How many pots of coffee do they burn through while trying to get their work done? Do they sit there crafting their Serious Works of Grave Political Significance and Importance while wearing black and red knee high argyle socks with blue pajama shorts that are covered with pink and red hearts and a vintage orange t-shirt? (If Sarah Palin does then I'd be down with it...just hope that's not the case for John McCain. He has old man knees and should avoid shorts). While he dreams up his word-vomit for the next day, could Joe Biden have a fondness for eating clementine oranges at 2 AM and a nit-picky way of peeling them (starting from the top, in five vertical sections, so that it looks like an opened flower blossom)? Does Janet Napolitano rock out to "Girls Just Want to Have Fun" while writing the death plans for all the Ron Paul supporters? Nah...I bet Janet blasts Blondie's "One Way Or Another".
Anyway, I finally finished writing the health care paper and let me tell you, I think I rewrote that paper about 3 times when it was all said and done. However, it is simply waiting for a peer review tomorrow morning before I upload it to my prof. There is nothing as horrible as the thought of walking into a classroom with an incomplete assignment...unless it's the thought that (seriously, do I seriously have to list his name in a blog about "our politicians"?)Al Franken might possibly also get up from his chair to get his blood circulating by dancing to "Funky Town" or "Play That Funky Music". For the record, my dancing skills are way funkier than his could ever be. I mean, really, I'm the one with the awesome socks.