Aug 24, 2004 11:13
Fuck.
This has to be the worst timing ever for a day off. Rather than occupying myself with work, I'm left with an empty house and only my thoughts to keep me company. And there's a lot of them. And I wish there wasn't.
I want to make someone hurt as much as I do.
I want things to be like they were.
I want to stop caring.
Fuck.
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I'm sorry.
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Voice from across the room: "Fung, you can't do an Irish jig. You're not Irish. And you can't jig."
Fung: "Eh? Ah, up yer fuckin' arse." (in an Irish accent)
Voice: "Fung...you're not Irish."
Fung: "Ah bloody hell. What's with these people and the-re Eye-rish hating?: (again in bad Irish accent)
This scenario brought to you by Fung Universal Comedic Services (FUCS).
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see ya tonight probably. :-)
-The Bex Mastahh
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