Because I was working from 11 last night to 7:30 this morning. I did nothing for two hours after that, aprt from mourning the lack of computer access around the college now, for non post grads, and looking at paintings in the National Portrait Gallery (non-appreciative) and then went and got my hair cut, more to rid myself of neck fuzz than anything.
Let's see, this is Saturday, so last night was Friday. I woke up at 8 after talking to
shamefulspade and Wizard until about 4, thewn went back to slep until the ridiculously late hour of 4 (p.m.) I went downstairs, microwaved some of the gigantic store of ratatouille I prepared earlier, ate that and went to collect my wages and see if the ********* manager had put up the roster. Then I did the foredoomed ask girl out thing. This experience has made something
antrodemus has said on occasion much, much easier to understand. Some of the time it would be obvious a girl was looking for a boyfriend. Before she went on holidays D was flirting madly with me, when she came back not. So when I phoned her and asked her out, she was solicitous and nice and trying not to hurt my feelings, and all okay. Damn me for being so lazy as to miss a two week long window of opportunity.
After that I walked to Milford Grange, thinking to meet
antrodemus and do the vaguely planned going to gym and exercising with weights thing. Instead I met Sonja, her mother, and her sister and their dog, coming back from visiting and talking to
antrodemus, and I talked a bit to Sonja, then the bus stopped across from Spar, and Damien got out and we all basically stood there talking for ten minutes, Damien talking with Sonja's momn about college, and courses, and connections in Ireland, and his co-op and sundry other things. I asked Sonja how the Leaving was going and it was interesting to know that it all still sucks. I remember more, but don't care enough to type it.
We sat down outside La cucina while eating some food, and I asked her what she was doing for the Summer, and she's going to be spending a month in Peru! Peru! Mucho planning went into that. All last summer was spent saving up money for it (which made up half, the rest paid by parents) so she'll spend a month as an unpaid sclavvy for scientists in the Peruvian rainforest, liker being a postgrad, without the Masters at the end. That is so, utterly, cool. I wish I'd had an idea and the organisation to do something like that. OTOH rainforest, lovely malaria. Shiny young person, all full of promise. Damn it, Imust have been like that at some stage.
Then I went back to Damien's housec with him, where we talked crap, I commmiserated with his housemate on how cruddy his pay is, and read some Dilbert. Then, the exit. As I was walking past
antrodemus's house I did a double take because there was furniture and stuff all over the lawn. he was outside so I went in and talked with him, then left to go to work.
Thursday, I must have worked 3-11 because the day is otherwise a blank. This was the day i proved to myself that I have a stupidly high caffeine tolerance, not a good thing. I drank 2L Diet Evil before work, the same again during work, and took 5 caffeine tablets, the equivalent of 19 cups of coffee, all to no effect. After work, I called up to Wiz's house, and was shocked to see
shamefulspade in Limerick. Jack Fennell was there and Meredith, and Clare for a bit. We watched "Not Another Teen Movie" while chatting. Then the sane people left, and Niall, Wiz and myself talked a bit while some Indiana Jones movie was on. Niall and I agree on the awfulness of the current heat, I think. It's too hot when you sweat just by walking. Things I learned: the law is very precise indeed, you can't steal a service (different offence), there's no citizen's arrest in the Republic, and I have a radically different view of the value of human life of some of my friends. In my view my 60 euro DVD player is in fact worth more than some scumbag burglar or junkies life (who broke into my home), while they don't even feel something like Clare's gigantic tv is worth it.
Wednesday is a blank hole in my life I want back. I recall being late for work for the second day in a row, and checking to see if four caffeine pills had any effect (no) Ooh! Ooh! I ended up talking until late in
antrodemus's house after work, there was an amusing story aboutGerman-Irish-American cultural differences/shock. The idea of two people sharing a shot and not even finishing it shocked and appalled me.
Tuesday I arrived into work 5 to ten minutes late, having just got up after the night before (this chronology doesn't seem to fit properly, but I'll pretend it does) I went out with Mick (from work) teetotal at first, it sucked, as being part of an older group you don't know with whom you have nothing in common is wont to do. I wasted 12 euro going to the Icon with them. It sucked so badly I decided to start with a triple vodka to kill the pain. then I ran screaming from the Icon to Costello's where the music was much better. I ended up[ talking to this (white) Zimbabwean guy, who was interesting. It was a restrained night with
triple vodka
2 sambuca (he bought me one, I rerturned the favour)
2 Heineken
being all when I left Costello's.
I met this astonishingly self-absorbed one just after leaving Costello's, and shew invited me back to her houseparty, and gave me a can of beer, so naturally I accepted. I really, really regret it. I get pissed off real fast some tiomes when I'm drunk, so I piss off because if I don't I will hit someone. This is what happened when her friends showed up. I walked around her estate for 20 minutes, finding I was at the "Ballycummin" estate. Then I walked from there to the William St. Bus Stop (taxi services suck) and finally got a cab out to Castletroy. I had to get cashback top pay for the cab, so I got 50, 10 for the cab and 40 for me, as I was broke already. I somehow managed to lose 40 between the door of my cab and the door of my room.
I was going to do a short introspective boring thing about Object Oriented dating, but I haven't slept since 4 yesterday, so ciao