o sullen boy

day 2 of my new position at work. let me recount how my day is different:

i'm sitting at a different desk in the same room.

now, theoretically, i'll be sent out to cover other people at other desks on other floors. when they're out sick or on vacation. otherwise, i'm on the proverbial bench, doing the same old shit i've been doing for an embarrassment of time.

i got sooo wasted last night. not a "happy" wasted, unfortunately. i was trying to help a friend. (yes, despite popular thought, i do have friends.) drinking is a brutal thing, tho. i don't see how other people do it on a regular basis.

as me and me mate were tucking on cancer sticks outside the pub, this irish bloke steps out, all worked up as if he were pumping up his blood for a prize fight, and says to us:

"i'm doin' it, fellas... i'm goin' ta break up wit moy girlfriend... i'm doin' it fo' real dis toyme, i'm fed up... wish me's luck..."

we placed our hands in a pile and raised em up as if we were getting ready to play a game. the irishman started to walk off, "i'll be back in a few minutes, i'll tell yaz how it went..."

when we were leaving the pub, the irishman pops up again, after doing the deed. turns out his girlfriend's name was "jennifer kim". this was funny on several different levels, none of which i'll elaborate on here.

the world is filled with so much pain and suffering. i need to take a vacation somewhere far away from the world.