Do you know what I was put here in the world for? Could you tell me in three words or more?

May 15, 2006

God is shitting on me right now, laying a nice big steamy coil on top of my fucking head. It's ugly outside. I'm on the bus to Dublin that was supposed to get in at 8:30, but it's 9:15 and we're nowhere near the end. The traffic is worse than Van in rush hour. No doubt I'll get there and have to turn right around.

Fancy that! Got into Dulbin at 9:30, missed the tour, and now have to take the bus back up past Belfast to Derry! Would have been more efficient to just stay in fucking Belfast. Jesus tittyfucking Christ. I wish I could afford to drink myself happy.