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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

I was standing outside the pub last night, cursing my friend and her slacker boyfriend, and their combined inability to be on time for anything at any time ever. I really really hate tardiness, particularly when it's me being the tardy one. I texted the usual suspects: Mrs Bishop, Susan, JC, but none of them were having any of it, and I didn't get any replies to pass the time. So I decided to try to play matchmaker, and set about finding out what two lovely people thought of each other, and whether or not there was a future in their daliances.

Apparently not. Got the reply from the "him" part of the equation, and him didn't think so much of the "her". Apparently, she's "too nice".

What the freaking hell does that even mean? "Too nice"? I mean, I'm emotionally retarded, but I can at least think of a better excuse than that to come up with. Too nice my arse.

Also, just found out just this very second that I didn't get the place in bloody UCD for bloody September. This day continues to increase in suckingness.

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