It's Crimbotime

mmm...I've been peer pressured into updating my blog so here goes. So I'm avoiding the shops coz I still have to wait for my next wages before I can do any present shopping. It seems like the whole hullabaloo around Christmas really started early this year.Sometimes I get disillusioned with the hype and I wonder will I get that nice Christmas feeling and I think I usually do at some point around those few days. My liver sure knows when it's Christmas as it is assaulted for work do's and parties. It has already BEGUN. Looking forward to seeing 'The Golden Compass', it looks really cool from the ads and was a favorite trilogy. Fingers crossed that it rocks. A polar bear in armor, how can it fail?

Arcade Fire Gig Wed Dublin Oct 07

Yay! Well up there among my most favorite gigs with Afghan Whigs in Dublin (Red Box I think) in prob 1998, Yeah Yeah Yeahs at Electric Picnic 2006 and Surfjan Stevens 2006. But Arcade Fire were a whole different kettle of fish. Now there's a band who understand themselves. The visuals were PERFECT and reminiscent of early black and white t.v. (like early music footage of Elvis, sorta curved) and also early silent film. It was an exciting event and I've been in love with Win Butler and Regine since the gig. The Neon Bible makes me think of turn of the century circus and magic shows. I love that their music makes me think of a story to go along with it. I had moments where I was just smiling up into the air because here I was able to sing along live to the music that I love to sing along to. Black Mirror, Television Antichrist, Neighborhood among the best but so much more, that mores the pity I have already forgotten. Puny brain

The Cohabitor

So I recently moved in with my boyfriend. I am the Cohabitor! A bit like the Terminator but not as scary or metallic (except for that metal plate in my ass that I got in 'Nam). It's nice, a bit of a learning curve. It's still new to come home to see someone and think 'I live with this person'. I've got the gaff to myself for an evening and that's good too. I've already gone to the loo with the door open and burped around the place. It's lovely living with someone but it is still cool to have a bit of time on your own. I don't think I've mad any ground shattering breakthroughs here. People move in together all the time. It's just happened to me and I'm the centre of the universe so bow down before me, puny earthlings! Thank You

Me as a Simpson

Happy Holidays

So I'm back in the good old grey and yet totally muggy, weird ass weather having Ireland. Had a great couple of weeks travelling in Germany- Berlin and Munich and Prague, in the Czech Republic. We saw some great sights, ate sausages,drank superior and cheaper beer and were forced to watch CNN non stop(only English speaking channel). I now know that if I hear the music played during the non-speaky news items one more time, I will indeed, go crazy. I sang many stupid songs that annoyed my boyfriend so it was all worth it. I'm pretending I don't have to go back to work Tuesday and so far that bit of self denial is going very well thank you. I went to see the Simpsons movie and that cheered me up too. This is a very boring blog. I better jazz it up with something interesting.(Hence the above)

Peewee's Playhouse Intro

Blog It?!! It's Already Blogged!!!

As a Simpsons bon fide lover I got drunk last night on like 4 drinks and today I have the equivalent hangover of what I would have had five years ago on fifteen drinks.I volunteered for the Cork Midsummer Festival and last night stewarded at Wired and Free, an outdoor air theatre spectacle using cranes. This was my second night helping at the same show and a Saturday night so I was antsy to return to the pub as fast as my wellies would let me.
It was interesting walking through Cork city on my own in Glastonbury/Hillwalker gear on a Saturday night. I got to be the observer. I knew men wouldn't bother a girl in wellies. So I watched them, so loud..everybody loses volume control when they drink and the girls in hot pants and all the other kind citizens. When I got to the pub I had some nice pints and merry was made. After said drinks I went to the loo in the kebab shop and thought better of eating a kebab when I used the loo but my lovely man had already got me one. I was not sure about it but when I got a whiff, how could a drink fuelled girl say no? I gave half of it to a friend who gobbled it down like a rhino on a barren plain.

That's what bullies get for saying I don't like the Simpsons. It's blogged!

This time it's personal!

This Is What to Expect on I can Has a BurgEr with Cheeze Upon Its SurFace

Look. It's sad to be a girl sometimes because I'm a sucker for this stuff

Chris Farley- Impressions Montage

Chris Farley

Shoebox To Let- Suit Professional Small People

Myself and my lovely boyfriend are hunting for private rented accommodation at present. We want a bit of privacy (pleasant but audible food muncher flat mates are outdated) but the present market in Cork is not very friendly. There seems to be little out there. Everything seems overpriced from a few months ago average €800 to €900 and now minimum €1000. We viewed an "apartment"(Shoebox) in "Blackrock" (Mahon). The rent at least wasn't too bad and everything was new. However, there is something so unsavoury about these new pint sized apartments with purpose-shrunk furniture to glaze over the fact that the space is tiny. The sad fact is that when we rang the agent back to say that we had reconsidered because it was too small he said there would be no problem. "There's a queue of people to take it" and I don't doubt it. But I don't actually have that much crap and neither does my boyfriend. We are not hoarders (well, I'm not)But I was just left wondering, who can live comfortably in a place like that? Unless they are leprachauns. Space is an expensive commodity nowadays. Where are my false teeth?

addictive website

I must share this addictive website. It's a site of funny photos of cute animals but it is not just cutsie wootsie. It is actually very funny and all the photos have weird captions by illiterate people who seem to be obsessed with cheeseburgers and baskets. http://icanhascheezburger.com/

Too Many Sopranos Fans

I think the Irish population has watched too many episodes of the Sopranos. I can't think of any other reason for Bertie being re elected. People are sympathetic to gangsters. For a long time I tried to work out why I just couldn't vote for Fine Fael's front man. Sure, like everybody else I find him physically off putting. That churlish little smile. He's more cunning than his dopey dog-like quality lets on. It wasn't just this and I finally realised why I couldn't vote for this man or his party. If I were to do so, basically, then I was saying I support shady dealings. I'm saying that I don't mind if my political leader cannot explain his personal financial history. True, there is no hard evidence yet but listening to Vincent Browne's coverage of Bertie's financial explanations made me feel very angry. So it's ok for the politicians to get do things the way they like and the rest of us must abide by the rules? Is this the Irish way? Do we just expect our leaders to line their own pockets? Is this acceptable or just inevitable? I wanted to vote for change.

Summertime (sorta) and the living is not easy

So we have had an amazing spell of good weather and with this I knew it would soon be time for the jerk comments I have entertained for the many years of customer service I have given, the predictable "It's gorgeous outside, but you wouldn't know that since you are inside." or "Isn't it a crime to be working inside on such a glorious day?" A pity smile usually accompanies same. As a nation we talk entirely too much about the weather. But I have fielded an experiment in my current job to not mention the weather to any customer or engage in the topic when it frequently arises. The experiment has been too painful to carry through because people think you are weird if you don't talk about the weather or they end up drawing the conclusion that you are an ignorant prick because you have rudely brought attention to the fact that talking about the weather is banal and they might as well throw themselves off the conversation cliff. I know a Polish girl who told me once how bizarre she thinks it is that all we talk about is the weather, in Poland they talk politics but off course different strokes for different folks!

Of course the weather is sucky the weekend I'm off.

See? Vicious circle.

Oww-cu-puncture (I know, it's a terrible title)

I had acupuncture tonight for the first time. I had no idea really what to expect. I certainly wasn't expecting the pain I did feel. The therapist began by putting a needle in the centre of my foot. I did not feel any pain then or when she put one in my other foot, one in my right wrist, my forehead or four in my tummy (not much sensitivity there anyhow-I got me some padding) but when she came full circle to put one in my left wrist...Yowza! A shooting pain went up to my elbow. I got scared and wanted to cry. It reminded me of the time I tried out kickboxing and realised quite quickly that pads or no, I do not like being kicked in the body! Perhaps it was the combination of being afraid of something new and the body's natural impulse to protect itself. With all the needles in, bar the left one in said wrist, I laid for a while letting these needles move my chi and what not. It made those bits feel quite numb. I don't really feel any different after it yet but I think I'll give it a few more tries.

As an aside a man next to me in McDonalds was trying to complain about his Big Mac never arriving and it was pretty hilarious. The girl serving him had very poor English and when the customer asked for a manager, a man with even worse English was summoned. They argued with the customer for ages and he ended up apologising for not understanding the teller when she said to return to the counter for his Big Mac. Trauma. I give the guy kudos for even asking for the manager!

Sitting Down is Nice

Trying to gather ideas for my blloooogg and that is a new word I learned today. I came upon the A Nice Cup of Tea and a Sit Down website and I thought 'Yes, I'll pilfer that, thank you, very much.' But with good reason. It's important for visitors and readers of this blog to know that I like to sit down. Indeed. I do.