i feel ill at ease. nothing makes me happy anymore. i met the most horrible person in the world the other day. i mean it. she was awful. i made the grave error of talking to someone at a bus stop (you NEVER talk to anyone at a bus stop) she hated everything. everything was terrible. she wanted to be a teacher but it was too difficult- group
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Umm, yeah that Irish problem, I have to say, I think we would be better frinds if you...weren't. So, could you just try and...not be so Irish.
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i am irish. like, 1/4. good 'nough. there's plenty o' mcdonaugh to go around. irish = good drinkers. see: me, jenn, you.
on being homeless:
eff that miserable person. there's good homeless (think: outlook) and badhomeless. I think it's obvious which of the two she fits into.
on miserable lifestyle:
I hope we made you smile, and you can depend on me visiting you many more times whenever I can swing two days off. and I hope you have wireless 'net where you are (just like here) so we can conversate-a-bit.
on missing you:
check. or is it czech?
on living in SF:
I'm so there.
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