Tuesday, February 20, 2007

B for BALLS!

More power to you all, you're still here.

Coming to the end of my time off from work, and I must admit to a tinge of sadness and frustration that I can't spend ALL my days drinking tea and watching re-runs of the West Wing (notice how Josh's hair becomes steadily fairer as the seasons run on apace...)

As for the nights? Well that would be telling. And tell I will...

Hmmm... Going backwards.... Monday and Z-We-Ton (YOU try and pronounce it!) and Sinnotts with Aisling for top notch food and craic... Sunday all day and a mammoth session with Ollie and the Belle (the new newcomer of the year 2006, how could I forget?) and Noel and Johnny Ward and Richie and jaysus but it was merrisome....

Saturday and the Villager with the brothers Skehan after a brief encounter with Emma and Cowzer and Etaoin... Made it home twenty minutes past bedtime (come to think of it Ash I still owe you that drink!)...

Friday I arrived back from Limerick to Pike and Catherine (Johnny's mam) and Kev and Val... This blog is a sea of names, I know... in the apartment to all sorts of chatter and banter. Great to see Kev it was...

Thursday was... Thursday was... I think I'll err on the side of caution on this one...

Wednesday came back from Bantry with the aul fella after our usual, VERY enjoyable couple of days peering out over the mountains and bays of the Beara Peninsula and enjoying beautiful pints of Black Gold in Eileen's... If I had pictures I'd show you but I don't so I can't...

Prior to that, I believe, is when you caught me last, at the start of my holidays and in rare aul form.

Can't say much has changed in that regard. Can't smile wide enough despite TWO impending EPG shifts.

Shudder.

The cheese of the week is Manchego. I'm putting 'Things I Don't Give A Shit About' on hiatus because I'm in no mood for negativity.

Post scriptum: Speaking of holidays, a hearty welcome home to Faela from the Champs Elysees, and au revoir as she jets to England in the morning. Ryanair never had it so good. A stick of rock on your return, please!

2 comments:

Gypseysdog said...

You can't hit escape in life

Val said...

Tony tony tony....I leave ya for a few weeks and you have me replaced already... not good!

Hmmmm...me wonders now.

Anyway, things I don't give a shite about, I'll help you out a litte....
1. People who expect you to come up with entertainment ideas when you're visiting them
2. Blue lycra shorts
3. Train stations (non drinking I'm afraid it's gonna have to be T)
4. Lectures who don't give me over 70%
5. Lazy Town