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I wish that I hadn't bumped into him.
I wish that I had had more to drink.
I am slowly getting back the will to live!
I hate it when all someone talks about is themselves, whilst he was telling me about his new medical condition, I was looking at the chip on my nail varnish, rubbing the stamp off my hand and wishing I had something really strong to drink. At least if I was drunk I could enjoy it a bit more.
*sigh* I feel drained.... and now have a headache, one that was probably not the result of alcohol!
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