Ahhh....relief

Just finished the presentation in college that I was up till 1.30am last night working on. It went well enough. Not too many difficult questions, and dealt with them all with sufficient brutality. I'm just suddenly so tired - I think all the stress has finally gotten to me and the presentation was just like the release, the ejaculation, if you will. Now I am spent. The stress, I do strive on it, but it does take alot out of me. Im going to have to find myself a nice man to restock my supplies ;)

Amusing Nonsense

I was cleaning out the inbox of my phone this morning, seeing as the bus trip this morning took over an hour due to malfunctioning traffic lights - well that and incompetent gardaí - and I came across a few amusing ones, well amusing to me anyway. I've left them anonymous - but you know who you are:

""are u talkin bout d weird little dog?my god it looks like melanie!!" (referring to mr winkle)

"A guy on d nitelink had hair dat reminded me of u, so thought id say hi."

"Id call over but im too, eh...whats the word...?...lazy"

"Im not sure how cute she is. Probably 6 or 7 outta ten. Cuter than "pug face" but she had pesronality, damn it!"

Stress!!!

I have been so stressed for the past week or so. Everything seemed to be going fine with my college stuff, then all of a sudden everything went wrong. I've wasted the past week trying to figure out what the hell is wrong with my computer, only to discover this morning that it was in fact a problem with the software I was running everything on - its just that the person who gave it to me neglected to inform me of the bug. But at least now everything is sorted (well kind of). I think the whole 'not going out much recently' thing is getting to me, that and my sexual frustration - its like cabin fever or something. Maybe I should just go out one night and stand around for the nitelink and maybe, if I'm lucky, let myself be felt up by some random drunk - as happened last weekend. He did have nice soft hands though. Eww, I shudder to think what it would be like waking up next to it the next morning - it'd be akin to a horrible train crash or something. The whole stress thing might also be added to by those damn antibiotics that I'm still taking. When I went out last weekend and had a couple of drinks I got so depressed that the nitelink-feeling-up incident was actually a tempting offer. Thank God I'm sane. Well..just about. I think I might go for some retail therapy this weekend seeing as I finally got my cheque for the work I did at Christmas although I was grossly underpaid for my services.

The only thing that's been keeping my spirits up this week is the new Air album. I really do need sex.