Day #2 of 5ish
Crawled home after drinking my mass in Guiness.... it was a good night
Had the company of a certain quiet lady for the first half of the night, that was sweet.
The second half was an exercise in maturity, and drama. Me using my maturity, and another dislaying "it's" drama.
Crawled home after drinking my mass in Guiness.... it was a good night
Had the company of a certain quiet lady for the first half of the night, that was sweet.
The second half was an exercise in maturity, and drama. Me using my maturity, and another dislaying "it's" drama.
Sorry.. I am in a bit of a Funk as usual... I am begining to think I may never get over this. EVER. Still no phone call. DON"T CARE... (well maybe I do) You are going to be mad, but I just don't feel much like Partying.... maybe on ST. PATS... but I doubt it.. And I don't care if that is a direct insult to my Irish hertiage.... I just don't see myslef bringing any fun to any situation.... unless you count drinking way too much and crying like a baby fun...
sigh.