Recent events include:
Eating the best bit of fillet beef of all my days before I tasted the rib eye, which was better again.
Walking up Marlborough Street to the removal of my former English teacher, under cover of darkness. Part of me wanted to go into the school to see which of the teachers might disremember me first, the sensible side of me kept walking, steadily, with my head down and my eyes alert for the many I hoped to never see again, and the one I hoped I would.
Drinking on Aungier Street, and in Ranelagh, in the Ocean Bar (a many headed shithole) and just up from the canal.
Interviewing for a job I have fuck all chance of getting.
Staring at the 'New Post' page before catching myself on, switching the computer off, and going outside to play.
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The Ocean Bar is one awful place full of sunglasses on the head types and pints of Bulmers flavoured piss on ice, all catching the last of the 'rays'.
Couldn't have put it better.
I found the tables far too low for the seats the last time I was in the Ocean Bar. You're far better off walking ten minutes towards Ringsend and going to the Oarsman instead. They have bacon fries and everything.
The Oarsman, the blow-ins pub. Nice pub though (ex-blow-in).
The Oarsman, I'll have to check it out, blow-in or not.
It's probably no Ron's though.
Geez I wish my 'no idea what to write' posts could form themselves so well.....
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