Ireland I love. Housing I hate. Tell me why good things are always attached to bad things?!?
Whatever *deep breath* I'm going to be okay.
So last night we had a little card-playing shindig. I'm not gonna name names but certain people were getting pretty close to certain other people. And why do I always TALK so damn much when I've been drinking?? I swore not to tell anyone the names of any persons I'd ever kissed and summer situations all just poured out. Pisses me off a bit now that it's morning. I knew I'd regret it the moment I spoke too. Dammit.
So this was the shortest entry ever but I'm done. Asta la-bye-bye.
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