| Current mood: |  geeky |
Fucking annoys the fuck out of me.
I'm still not verified, maybe one fucking day it will happen. Fuck if I know. I changed my email again, have no damn idea if it's going to work. Probably have to go to support yet again!!! Enough with the fucking journal.
Yesterday I was going to go home to Ireland, met someone, changed my mind. If girls can change their minds so can guys aye? I can't get a hotel room until Tuesday, but the house I'm staying in right now is rather nice. Comfortable bed, hope when I finally get a hotel that the bed is just as comfortable. That's my only fucking wish.
I'm escorting Natalie Portman to her friend Love's wedding. I don't mind at all and I know what you're all thinking, he's going to corrupt the nice, sweet, innocent gal, but I'm not so just back the fuck off with those thoughts. I felt bad yesterday on the flight. My heart really went out to her. I mean I've been heartbroken before. I know what it's like to feel like pure shite after having a relationship end with someone you truly love. It fucking bloody blows. I'm going to behavior for the wedding. I will try to not curse as much as I normally. NO promises there though.
I think that might be it for now.
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