Here is some stuff:
The U.S. Postal Service created a stamp earlier this year with a picture of President Bush to honor his achievements while in office. However, it was found that in daily use the stamp was not sticking to envelopes at all. So the President established a blue ribbon commission to determine the reason for such a defect.
After a month's testing, the commission made the following findings:
1. The stamp was found to be in perfect order.
2. There was nothing wrong with the consistency of the applied adhesive.
3. People were just spitting on the wrong side.
Here, is a proposed Constitutional Amendment codifying marriage entirely on Biblical principles:
A. Marriage in the United States shall consist of a union between one man and one or more women. (Gen 29:17-28; II Sam 3:2-5.)
B. Marriage shall not impede a man's right to take concubines in addition to his wife or wives. (II Sam 5:13; I Kings 11:3; II Chron 11:21)
C. A marriage shall be considered valid only if the wife is a virgin. If the wife is not a virgin, she shall be executed. (Deut 22:13-21)
D. Marriage between a believer and a nonbeliever shall be forbidden. (Gen 24:3; Num 25:1-9; Ezra 9:12; Neh 10:30)
E. Since marriage is for life, neither this Constitution nor the constitution of any State, nor any state or federal law, shall be construed to permit divorce. (Deut 22:19; Mark 10:9)
F. If a married man dies without children, his brother shall marry the widow. If he refuses to marry his brother's widow or deliberately does not give her children, he shall pay a fine of one shoe and be otherwise punished in a manner to be determined by law. (Gen. 38:6-10; Deut25:5-10)
Fuck you clown. Fuck you.
So... this is perhaps the last post I shall post in Ireland. I'm leaving tomorrow at 1:45ish.
I'm only posting so that I have a final post from Ireland. I'm feeling a lot of different emotions, but I don't want to sift through them and paste them here.
I'm sad happy nervous and kinda nauseous.
MMMM Britin. All for me. And Russ
Pardon my language.
But I have been online for over two hours trying to get this trip figured out, and I am so frstrated I want to lie down and cry for a few hours to make myself feel better.
I hate Europe. I never want to leave Ireland. I hate Russ for being at work and myself for agreeing that it was all my responsability.
And I exit, still whining.
Alright already, I'll post for real. Stop hitting me with that bat! It has a nail in it!
Work is almost over. I'm in the final 7 days. I'm excited to get out, I think mainly because there is a new guy working out back with me and Declan, which means there is even less work. My boredom is great (as in large).
As Mar may have mentioned, homesickness has given me a kick in the pants. I'm ok now, I think eating pizza at the "real NY pizzeria" may have helped. It is good pizza, although they don't seem to serve it by the slice (for those of you with no experience of NY, every pizzeria in the city serves pizza by the slice. It's how they make most of their money).
We still don't know what we're going to do re: traveling. Gonna work on it today. Exciting stuff there.
The wind today was strong enough to hold my weight. And this is at sea level. I'm imagining what it would be like up in Connor pass (where the wind is gusty, the sheep are slanty, and all the children are above average). It was also strong enough to slam about the doors to the containers out back at the store. (When I say containers, remember I mean gigantic steel boxes. With steel doors.) Wind is cool. We should have more wind.
I don't know how good the news service is back home, but does everyone know that Bush and Tony Blair have been nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize? Apparently some Norweigian guy says that their actions re: capturing Saddam have greatly reduced the threat of a war involving weapons of mass destruction. Also, Mike Read was the first celeb voted out of the Australian jungle. Just thought you all should know. Oh, and Johnny Rotten hates Jordan.
I haven't watched near enough hurling these past months. It just isn't on the main networks, apparently. Although I did watch about 20 minutes of the final round of the snooker masters. And the final round of the women's singles of the Australian open.
Maryam found a new DDR machine for us. It's much closer to our new house, and filled with tasty songs, like Tsugaru, two versions of B4U, Groove 2001 and Cotton-Eye-Joe.
Dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance collapse.
More later and sooner.
are teh sux.
Now that I have show once again how abnormal I am (I've been informed that jam is the most popular donut filling) we can move on to the regular post.
I know you've all been missing me. Maryam says that she has been informed by many of our readers that they are getting tired of listening to her, and want to hear from a fresh new voice. ( I lied to make him feel important)
Fine, then I won't post. So there.
So I worked a 7 day week. It was tiring. I think I am done working at the B&B. Some more. I could do it until school starts again if I had people to be with when I am not working. I love russ and stuff, but he is not all of my friends and family. I'd like to visit with some of them while not at work. Because without fun interaciton stuff it just feels like not working is something that happens while I'm waiting to go to work. Ok. Enough bitching.
A strange weather phenomenon is occuring outside of my window. Some wet substance is falling from the heavens. I think it migh be water. Falling out of the sky! Imagine! In Ireland! I almost missed the bus to the city centre. I was running to catch it, and it just took off. In order to come closer to me to pick me up! It was cool.
I cashed about a month's worth of paychecks today, so Russ and I can now pay our rent. Yay! Plus we can now book a flight to somewhere neat. I have decided where Russ and I are going. He told me to, and that he didn't want to have any part in the decision making process.
So I've decided that we're going to France. Or perhaps Prauge, Because it is cheap. But if I go to prauge, it is prauge that I am going to. But if I go to france, I have no idea where I'm going. So this paragraph is about France.
Where in france to go? I really don't know. Here is a list of cities in france to which I could travel. I have allready emailed an expert on France (ok, she's my H.S. French teacher) and I hope to hear back from her soon. But I am very uneducated in French Stuff and know almost nothing about France. Does anyone that is not me know stuff about France? If you do here's your time to shine! Tell me something (and NOT something you've just learned on the internet to impress me!) and help me make my decision!
Cities I could fly into in France:
We 'prolly won't do Paris, and instead do something else cool. But where? Russ finds it difficult to make this decision, so I think every one of our friends and I should make it instead. Because it is funny.
Ok, I guess that's all from over here. Hope your day is sunnier than mine. A plus for Ireland though, I'm wearing sandles with no sox, and I'm still warm. Plus I bought a fluffy hat and mittons for two euro!
::Sigh:: I need more of a life to post about than my mitten status.
Glasgow € 2.99 Leeds € 7.99 Paris-Beauvais € 17.99
Aberdeen € 2.99 Bristol € 7.99 Disneyland Resort € 17.99
London (Luton) € 7.99 Bournemouth € 7.99 Brussels (CRL) € 17.99
London (Stansted) € 7.99 Cardiff € 7.99 Barcelona (Girona) € 29.99
London (Gatwick) € 7.99 Edinburgh € 7.99 Faro € 48.99
Newcastle € 7.99 Birmingham € 7.99 Malaga € 69.99
Manchester € 7.99 Teesside € 7.99
Blackpool € 7.99 Liverpool € 7.99
London (Stansted) € 14.99 Brussels (CRL) € 19.99 Paris-Beauvais € 29.99
Glasgow € 19.99 Frankfurt-Hahn € 24.99 Disneyland Resort € 29.99
I want to travel. Where should I go? Any suggestions?
I haven't posted in a bit.
Everything is ok, if not good. I am not working at the same house I have been. I am now working at the Star of the Sea B&B as opposed to the White house.
I feel as though Lorrane doesn't really need to be having me work here. I think she is giving me this job to do because she doesn't want me to starve. I feel guilty about that, until I realize that I would still have a job if Mary hadn't hired someone else to do my job. But is it ok to take money from Lorrane? I also feel as though I am letting her down, perhaps only because I am afraid of doing so. I have a history of other people thinking I am doing badly at work, and thinking that way myself as well.
I was LATE to work this morning, because my clock is 5 minutes slower than the clock upstairs at the star of the sea. I let out a room to these drunk people who threw up and used two rooms. I have made mistakes!
I guess it is something I need to deal with now, otherwise I'll feel like this the rest of my life. And even if I figure out how to not worry every moment of every day about how well other people think I am doing, I will still worry about how I'm doing and what other people think of me. Stupid being human. If I were a robot I wouldn't worry about this stuff!
Plus there is not much to do. So I am typing this at work, and I am going to post this at work as well. ::sigh::
It is getting close to the time which I am going to stop working and start doing stuff. I want to visit Belfast and London and Paris. I just don't know if we'll have the cash to do all of it. So then I say Screw Belfast! Word on the street is that Paris is less than Ireland cost-wise. Except they speak a funny language there, Norwegan or soemthing. :-P I am hoping to take a bus or train or something under water to visit Paris. Just to say I have, you understand.
I emailed beloit about my financial aid stuff, and they were all 'your presidential scholarship is waiting for you, just fill out your financial aid paperwork before the 31st of march and you're all set'. And I was all SWEET!! I get to go back to Beloit and have my free money still!! I'm going to make it my goal to fill out the FAFSA before I leave Ireland. How will I do that, you ask? Online! I answer. How would you do that online? Here at work! I answer! Again, the guilt washes over me. Perhaps the government would send the paper version to Ireland to for me to fill out here.
I just realized that I'm going to miss galway when I leave. It seems that I have only spent the blink of an eye here. I wish I could have stayed longer. I also wish that I had saved more, so that I could go to India to visit Dhruv. There just wasn't enought time spent here.
If I ever radically change my mind and decide that I need to be an anthropologist, I am going to be of the school that states people need to spend a WHOLE lot of time with their chosen people so they can understand them that much better. And get used to LIVING with them. Perhaps three years but at least two years. And learning the language ahead of time would be a must! ::sigh:: I wish I liked Anthroplogy more. Perhaps I will when I go back.
You know, working at the B&B has helped me realize that I can do anything. I rule.
OH! I've been meaning to post about this. There is this internet place right next to the stirp club in Salthill. And I mean RIGHT next door. I had a vision of an internet place with one wall being a GIANT window into the Strip club. No dice on that. But it is litterally flush with the strip joint and letterally a SHACK. It is small, compact, and a shack. Have I mentioned that it is a shack? I wish we had our digital camera still. There is just enough room for the 6 computers inside of it. 5 are on this table, and the other is the shop's "how much do you owe us" computer. And it smells very bad. And it is generally PACKED with geeks playing MTGO. It is 3 eruo/ hr and less for regulars. And people spend HOURS there, playing MTGO. And the place reeks of unwashed geek. And the guy watching the shop is playing MTGO. And I felt as though I should be playing MTGO when I was there, checking my mail. It was funny. If it smelled better, I would spend more time there, just because it is so funny. If I owed the internet shack, you can bet it would smell better. And there would be a GIANT wintdow into the stip club, if only into the foyer.
Russ and I had our first day off togeather since we both got jobs. It was last Sunday. We walked along the bay twords this riding school I'd heard of. We didn't get as far as the riding school, but we did play on a beach that we passed. We both found cool shells, poked into tide pools, and got our feet very wet. It was very beautiful. I was struck with very bad cramps before we reached the riding centre,and we turned back so I could spend the day lying in bed moaning and Russ could be the best boyfriend ever and fetch me things and rub my back.
I made chocolate chunk cookeis yesterday. It was from a recipie I read in a bookstore and copied down into my notepad. It used a cup of brown sugar, a cup and 3/4 of flour, 150g butter and A TABLESPOON of milk. Isn't that wierd? They are tasty, though. MMMMMMButter and Sugar.
While I am sad to be in sight of the end of my Irish 'veture, I am still suffering from homesickness. I miss my family and friends. I also miss the feeling that I am moving forward in life, like having a goal or something. I know I am learning a lot from my experience here, but I'm not moving twords a new phase of my life and I think I'd like to be. I want to be out psychologizing. Not making beds for someone, feeling like I have to do things their way. I am excited about the prospect of having a "field".
And I want a puppy.
With that huge insight, I leave you.