Holy Live Journal update Batman!
So here is the biznitch in the flair filled life of the Irishman, still unemployed and loving it, 9 days till well what is most likely the rest of life will be like is decided, bloody Leaving Cert and cursed Irish School System. But enough of me, how're you? Many and most of the delightful people I have perused conversation with recently seem to be stuck in a rut or cascading head first for it. Though oft borne of troubled times friendships grow and people become close seeking comfort in the words of another, situations akin sometimes arise and in the solace of anothers pain you find relief. There is one that I have met and in tireless repose we stand, jest becomes greeting and greeting turns to polite words to 4 hours of sleep deprived conversation. Do not get me wrong, though I mostly listen a balm has been spread upon this Chylde and I only hope that I can do such in return. Those who know me know the events that have befallen this soul and aye it bleeds but all have offered me their ear and kind words. Slowly it staunches and for that I am glad. I stare at my screen and call upon my silent brain to kiss my fingers with thoughts that resemble coherent and I am found lacking. This is why I do not post often...