Another day, another....boring government thing

Well, everyone has been reassigned and things look like they are starting to resemble some sort of government. But then again, looks can be quite deceiving, now can't they?

Trips have been put off, the signing of documents is apparently taking priority. The public wants to know what I'm going to do about the horridly high tax rate. What am I supposed to do? Adrienne had been working on lowering it since before the nation was a member of the repulsive United Nations. Maybe resigning from the UN would help us start to lower taxes, then again, I'm not even sure if that has anything to do with our high rates.

Dominique wants to propose opening of burlesque houses in the major Antarctic Oasis nations, and possibly in a few of the not so major ones. I don't see that happening. I'm pretty sure that CPESL is enough. However, I will listen to what she has to say and find out what she has planned to win them over. She also wants to make the Karmicarian burlesque houses bigger. Hmm...I think I'm starting to see why our taxes are so high.

I've sent Alex over to the DEFCON headquarters. Hope the boys there aren't too hard on her. I have no idea why she's the head of defense.

Tana isn't being herself these days. I thought she would be happy to be our primary UN Representative. Maybe it has something to do with...oh geez. What was that name again? I can't remember. Anyway, I should ask her what she wants and needs to make her job more enjoyable for her.

At any rate, it seems that my trip to OMGTKK has been delayed until further notice. Great, I was looking forward to a trip, even if it was for business and not pleasure. I wonder if the Federal Republic government has even been notified that I would be visiting?

What to do, what to do?

I'm expected to give a speech of some sort. What am I supposed to say? I've never done anything like this. I'm cursing my last minute decision to go into politics. I should have just let Jim have it. He didn't argue when he was told that, yet again, his baby sister would be taking over running the nation. Of course, that's not what he showed the public. Sigh. Isn't there supposed to be someone to write these things for me? Apparently, I'm supposed to take a trip to Paradise City to meet with some one. I'm not too sure if this was planned or if it's just a last minute thing. I honestly don't think I'm ready to have a meet and greet with other national leaders. From what I've been told and what I've witnessed, President Fernanda is a man-whore, what's his name from Kivisto is a creepy, creepy bastard, the Gruenberger's are a bunch of religious zealots and so on.

I suppose I should get to work on this bloody speech. Maybe I'll get my dear William to take a crack at it. I could use a nice relaxing day at the burlesque. It's been so long since I've made a visit for something other than business. My next visit will be for pleasure and for Dominique.

Izzy.

Day One

It's almost time for me to take my place as President. I'm nervous as hell and don't know if I can run an entire nation. Tristan says that I'll do fine, maybe even better than my sister did. I have my doubts. She had the presence and the ability to win people over. Looking through her records, she managed to establish diplomatic relations with almost every major nation in Antarctic Paradise. Even when she made the decision to move our nation some where else, she stayed in contact and in good graces with them. She had a way with people. I do not.

Just before the announcement was made that I would be president, there was an embassy exchange started. There aren't many nations that have requested an embassy, but there are enough. How are we supposed to keep track of this all?

I've been told that there are people who will take care of this for me. Well, that's a relief. So, what is it that I need to do? Apparently, attend special functions, look pretty and accept all invitations for interviews, parties and whatever else crosses my desk. Oh and it seems that I will get to travel quite a bit. I think that I may promote Dahlia. Get her away from the horrid General Assembly. She can take Tana with her. I'll attend the debates and speak for the nation. Sounds like it could be fun.

Anyway, time to get dressed and head to the press conference and the swearing in. I'm sure that's the wrong order, but whatever.

Izzy.

Opening Statements

This is my NationStates blog. This is where I will rant, rave, praise and do various other things, which will, for the most part, be in character.

I'm thinking that I will have different entries for various different characters that get regular roleplay time for Karmicaria. Others may have little tidbits about their characters posted so that some things will make sense. No worries though, there will be no godmodding of the characters.

Other things that will be posted so I can be rant about, raved about, praise and tear to shreds will be proposals, stupid comments made by the intelligent and not so intelligent players and various commentary on the daily dealings of the NationStates world.

Hope people enjoy the ride!

Jamie
Player behind The Spankingly Delicious Harem of Karmicaria and a few other puppet nations. (but Karmicaria is the one that is important here)

P.S. I should mention that a majority of the posts will be made in character under the name of Isabella Bathory, President of Karmicaria. If you wish to post comments on my IC posts, please do so IC. The only OOC comments that will be accepted will be the comments made on my OOC posts. Fair? I think so.