Thursday, July 20, 2006

Heh.

Heh. Heh heh heh heh heh, HAAHaHAHAAhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahHAHAHA Ha. Ha, haaa, aaaaaah. Ah.

Aaah, that was good. Here, this is going to be my funniest yet. No, sorry. Ok. Here you are:

This hahahahahahahaha HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAHAHAHAHA. HA HA HA HA HA HAHA HAHA HAHA hgghhhhhghhhhhghhh, ooargh, better stop myself, if there's one thing I hate it's self indulgent laughter that sounds like breathing difficulty, well, next to people who say, "loo" that is.

I'm sorry. You'll have to wait for my next entry. Hopefully it won't be as funny and you'll get to read it. Incidentally, I would have written one before now, but I've been writing about my travels to Punchestown whenever I have had a chance between housework, people and job hunting (people hunting is my favorite, housework is way too easy to hunt down and doesn't feel pain and jobs are way too hard and difficult to kill without repercussions). In the absence of photographs of Punchestown I have substituted thousands of words. If only I had more time to spend on pointless exercises. Writing is EVEN better than sliced bread regardless of the content. Soon I will put it on the internet and you can waste your HAHAHAHAHAHhhhaaaaaA, ahem, sorry the true subject of this blog just popped into my head again, time for a while too.