I've been waiting for the right kind of energy, that loopy kind where everything's slightly funny, to tell you all about this weekend, and I think I finally have it, so here we go ( Read more... )

So I was going to update about the homestay, but I decided I really cannot convey the humor and absurdity of the experience online, so I'm saving that story for when I see you all again ( Read more... )

Irish kids are intense partiers. They have blown right past all the stereotypes. They are hardcore. Never have I been asked to seriously consider going out on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday nights, but here we are. Granted, they all go home on the weekends, but still. So last night we pregamed here (pubs are expensive). There were like 20 kids in ( Read more... )

Hey kids, I miss you all. The internet is finally working at an almost normal speed, so I thought I'd take the time to really fill you in on this century-long week. I can't tell you everything, because I don't remember it all, and certainly not chronologically. Also, I'm not going into sight-seeing, cuz my pics should take care of that, but here is ( Read more... )

The DMV no longer owns my soul, though it tried to hold on as long as possible. On my last day, an intensely busy Saturday, I was supposed to leave at one but was stuck there taking pictures for an extra half hour. But I escaped an now have the rest of the week to stress about/get excited for Ireland!! I almost panicked -- no wait, I did panic -- ( Read more... )

Friday night I made a huge mistake and it came in the form of a night out with the co-workers. It was supposed to be a going-away party for Erica and I, the summer workers, seeing as she had one more day and I had one more week. We were to gather at a bar owned by the family of another co-worker. Kalyn and Shannon picked me up at 5:40 (we got out ( Read more... )

Wendy recently wrote in an LJ entry that if I were a book, I would be Me Talk Pretty One Day, by David Sedaris. She then thoughtfully brought me the book to read when she visited, and after reading through most of it in three days, I have to agree. It is a book of humorous stories from the author's life. My favorite part about Wendy's statement is ( Read more... )

Tim and Wendy visited me! Although there was little to do, and we were all pretty lazy, and Wendy was perhaps a little antsy (?) AND my house may have attacked both of them with it's pet dander allergens... I personally loved their visit. It involved a lot of eating, thinking about eating, and Harry Potter in both Scene It and movie form. And it ( Read more... )

I think when, or if, I grow up, I want to be a con-artist. Or a pirate. What do you think? I think I have the innocent face for scamming people, but... I also do enjoy saying "yarrgh, me harties." It's a tough decision, so naturally I asked my mom. First she told me to use my brains for good instead of evil. When I dismissed that silly notion, she ( Read more... )

I don't have a Ferari (sp?) in my garage ( Read more... )