"You are my faith" - 'Cure My Tragedy' - Cold
Well I'm in a net cafe and a gobshite Davy Havok wannabe has just flounced up the stairs in a manner that would make the AFI man wince visibly. Bloody posers!!! :-p
Anyway it's been a couple of days since I posted but still not a lot has happened. I did work a full 8-hour shift yesterday alright. Wasn't as tedious as I feared but still didn't make me overly joyfilled for any length of time. I do have sopmething approaching plans for the week ahead though so I figure I'll just focus on them and try and get them done before I have to run off to work in about 45 minutes.
So here goes, tomorrow I'm heading down to Cork to hang out with Kitt again. She has blue hair now apparently. And I just hope beyond all hope that 'The Village' is better than 'The Bourne Supremacy' because I don't think I can handle that hostile stare again! :-p Actually, I'm looking forward to tomorrow. I shall also be off work on Tuesday so depending on whether I get back up to Limerick on Monday night or Tuesday morning/afternoon I will work on the music or just arrive back in time to get out of my wet pants (because it will rain on Monday!) in time for the second leg of the Shels/Deportivo game. Wednesday, Thursday and Friday will probably fly by in a haze of work and other crap, punctuated by hanging out with Niall and Bob and countless games of chess. Saturday I'm off to Sligo, Ireland's crappiest town for a football match between my much-loved Limerick and Sligo Rovers. Oh and Trev's throwing a B-B-Q on Saturday if any of you lot are around. Oh and I'm meeting both John and Liz later. Seperately though.
You know what, I have a while before I have to go, so bearing the comment below in mind (I think it's Sorcha's) I'll give a run down on the movers and shakers who I think I've probably mentioned in the course of this blog.
Bob: Hopelessly naive and innocent in many respects Bob (also known as Robert, Rupert, Britvic, Captain Gullible and Son of Himbo) has got a very, very, very big heart. Brimful of enthusiasm, for a big guy he can not hold his drink and has been known to occasionally do things when drunk that he probably shouldn't... He's always affectionate but worryingly so when there's alcohol involved. He drums in My Pet Giraffe and had better not cut his hair anytime soon!
Brian: My ickle brother. Am outrageous caricature of me with a fondness for wine. Opinionated, outspoken, rude at times to be honest, totally un-PC and unrepentant as hell about it. Arguably my closest friend though work and other things have conspired to make us infrequent guests in each others lives of late.
Dave T: Where to start? Ah, Dave and me go back a while now and there are a multitude of stories that I couldn't be bothered typing up. He used to live with me, has been in any number of dodgy bands with me, is involved in the EP thingy in a couple of capacities and has recently grown a ponytail. Just like me. Some people say that he'd like to be me (as long as he can keep his career and comic-book collection)
Don: Short, truculent wiseass who's univerally known as 'The Spoon'. I love him to bits because he's great to live with and we have very, very similar interests which means that we never run outta things to say to each other. Don is a Man Yoo fan but other than that I really can't think of any faults.
John: John lived next door to me, like when I was born, and we've been friends ever since. He makes me laugh (both at him and with him) and he's got a nice sideline in dry wit that kinda reminds me of me. If he realises how nice a guy he was things would be easier for him.
Katelyn: The new kid on the block that I've only actually met once before. Also known as Kitt and Bunny. Met her online which is a bit embarrassing I suppose but fuck it, it's worked out well enough so far. Sarcastic as hell but strangely adorable with it. Confuses the hell outta me anyways! :-s Tomorrow I shall see her blue hair.
Liz: Has forbidden me to say anything bad about her. But that's ok because there are some nice things which can be said. She's got a huge heart and is passionate as it's possible to be without self-combusting. She's in college in Glasgow.
Niall: My hetero lifemate. Which should say it all really. A top class dude that I don't have a bad word to say about. 5 years of lethargy already man, who'd believe it? Here's to the next 5! :-p He's fun, he's into the same crap that I am and is similarly unmotivated. If I was gay (or drunken Bob!) he's the kinda guy I'd go after! :-D
Rob: Another person who only hit the scene in the the recent past, I like Rob because he shares both a sense of retention for pointless stats and an interest in the most overelaborate psychoanalysis possible. And he's got an enthusiasm for sport that warms the soul. And I owe him one. A big one.
Sorcha: Cwazy Connacht native who breaks a trend of millenia by being a girl who actually pulls off short hair. Routinely slips into her own world of purple clouds and talking plants but choice of birthday presents aside I wouldn't change her at all! :-p
Kalam, Saif & Tipu: Threee bangladeshi lads I work with. As I'm running outta time I'm just gonna say Kalam is Niall, Saif is me and Tipu is Don. Sorted.
For those I forgot I'll get you later. My hour is up.
Stay happY
Well I'm in a net cafe and a gobshite Davy Havok wannabe has just flounced up the stairs in a manner that would make the AFI man wince visibly. Bloody posers!!! :-p
Anyway it's been a couple of days since I posted but still not a lot has happened. I did work a full 8-hour shift yesterday alright. Wasn't as tedious as I feared but still didn't make me overly joyfilled for any length of time. I do have sopmething approaching plans for the week ahead though so I figure I'll just focus on them and try and get them done before I have to run off to work in about 45 minutes.
So here goes, tomorrow I'm heading down to Cork to hang out with Kitt again. She has blue hair now apparently. And I just hope beyond all hope that 'The Village' is better than 'The Bourne Supremacy' because I don't think I can handle that hostile stare again! :-p Actually, I'm looking forward to tomorrow. I shall also be off work on Tuesday so depending on whether I get back up to Limerick on Monday night or Tuesday morning/afternoon I will work on the music or just arrive back in time to get out of my wet pants (because it will rain on Monday!) in time for the second leg of the Shels/Deportivo game. Wednesday, Thursday and Friday will probably fly by in a haze of work and other crap, punctuated by hanging out with Niall and Bob and countless games of chess. Saturday I'm off to Sligo, Ireland's crappiest town for a football match between my much-loved Limerick and Sligo Rovers. Oh and Trev's throwing a B-B-Q on Saturday if any of you lot are around. Oh and I'm meeting both John and Liz later. Seperately though.
You know what, I have a while before I have to go, so bearing the comment below in mind (I think it's Sorcha's) I'll give a run down on the movers and shakers who I think I've probably mentioned in the course of this blog.
Bob: Hopelessly naive and innocent in many respects Bob (also known as Robert, Rupert, Britvic, Captain Gullible and Son of Himbo) has got a very, very, very big heart. Brimful of enthusiasm, for a big guy he can not hold his drink and has been known to occasionally do things when drunk that he probably shouldn't... He's always affectionate but worryingly so when there's alcohol involved. He drums in My Pet Giraffe and had better not cut his hair anytime soon!
Brian: My ickle brother. Am outrageous caricature of me with a fondness for wine. Opinionated, outspoken, rude at times to be honest, totally un-PC and unrepentant as hell about it. Arguably my closest friend though work and other things have conspired to make us infrequent guests in each others lives of late.
Dave T: Where to start? Ah, Dave and me go back a while now and there are a multitude of stories that I couldn't be bothered typing up. He used to live with me, has been in any number of dodgy bands with me, is involved in the EP thingy in a couple of capacities and has recently grown a ponytail. Just like me. Some people say that he'd like to be me (as long as he can keep his career and comic-book collection)
Don: Short, truculent wiseass who's univerally known as 'The Spoon'. I love him to bits because he's great to live with and we have very, very similar interests which means that we never run outta things to say to each other. Don is a Man Yoo fan but other than that I really can't think of any faults.
John: John lived next door to me, like when I was born, and we've been friends ever since. He makes me laugh (both at him and with him) and he's got a nice sideline in dry wit that kinda reminds me of me. If he realises how nice a guy he was things would be easier for him.
Katelyn: The new kid on the block that I've only actually met once before. Also known as Kitt and Bunny. Met her online which is a bit embarrassing I suppose but fuck it, it's worked out well enough so far. Sarcastic as hell but strangely adorable with it. Confuses the hell outta me anyways! :-s Tomorrow I shall see her blue hair.
Liz: Has forbidden me to say anything bad about her. But that's ok because there are some nice things which can be said. She's got a huge heart and is passionate as it's possible to be without self-combusting. She's in college in Glasgow.
Niall: My hetero lifemate. Which should say it all really. A top class dude that I don't have a bad word to say about. 5 years of lethargy already man, who'd believe it? Here's to the next 5! :-p He's fun, he's into the same crap that I am and is similarly unmotivated. If I was gay (or drunken Bob!) he's the kinda guy I'd go after! :-D
Rob: Another person who only hit the scene in the the recent past, I like Rob because he shares both a sense of retention for pointless stats and an interest in the most overelaborate psychoanalysis possible. And he's got an enthusiasm for sport that warms the soul. And I owe him one. A big one.
Sorcha: Cwazy Connacht native who breaks a trend of millenia by being a girl who actually pulls off short hair. Routinely slips into her own world of purple clouds and talking plants but choice of birthday presents aside I wouldn't change her at all! :-p
Kalam, Saif & Tipu: Threee bangladeshi lads I work with. As I'm running outta time I'm just gonna say Kalam is Niall, Saif is me and Tipu is Don. Sorted.
For those I forgot I'll get you later. My hour is up.
Stay happY
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