Pit stop at home, just finished the Irish leg of the tour and currently recharging and repacking (hopefully more smarter) at my place in Dundalk. Flying to Portugal tomorrow.
Here's a sample of random quotes of the past week:
(In da Club, Dublin)
Eric: "What the hell, man! Those two are salsa dancing! To Hip Hop! Stupid idiots. They made me spill my drink two times now!"
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(me and eric watching Marty at the edge of the Dance Floor)
Eric: "I know Chow needs a wing man right now... but... there is no WAY Im going in there. Its not going to be me.."
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(later on)
Marty: "Hey so what do you guys think?"
Noli: "um.. 4 maybe 5ish"
Eric: "Well maybe a 5.5"
Marty: "What theres no way! Im not talking about the friend"
Noli: "Oh we are not either, shes a 2"
Marty: "Snap! Snap-Snap! Thats bullshit! Shes at least a 7"
Eric: "We'll give you a generous 5.5... round up to 6"
Marty: "Thats crap... give me your camera, Im going to take a picture, you mutha fuckers.."
Noli: "Go ahead, you'll see tomorrow morning"
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(Eric looking out, as we drive through the Irish Country side)
Eric: "Now I can understand why Irelands color is Green. Actually they dont have any creativity, its bloody green absolutely everywhere..."
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(More driving conversation)
Marty: "Hey its says here Van Morrison is Irish. Hes Irish?"
Eric: "Van Morrison? I guess so. Hey... do you think his first name is Van?"
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(Giants Causeway, sight seeing)
Noli: "So we going to climb up there?"
Eric: "Might as well. We need to work off the Fish and Chips and deep fried twix chocolate bar. I need to watch rolling my ankles though "
Marty: "OHWWW! Fuck!" [Marty promptly rolls his ankle]
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(Morning after night out in Belfast)
Noli : "Id say most of the girls were 7s last night. Thats why you [Marty] didnt magically lose your memory."
Eric: "Well except for the girl in the pink. She was a 5. Actually I was surprised you [Marty] didnt try to hit that"
Marty: "Yeah me too.."
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Friday, April 15, 2005
Tomorrow... or I mean Today
Oh my fecking gosh... Im so in a rush right now, running out of time, as always. Work is acting the maggot and does not cease in finding a way to keep me insane up until I leave (Tues went home 9:30, Wed home 10:30, Tonight, mid night), whilst I still have to pack and get ready for this vacation trip (Another trip! So Good! right now Im like woody allen at the footsteps to a chinese orphan adoption agency...), which starts tomorrow. Even though I have nil time, I needed to post something on the blog... something... just to say hi, at the very least...
JUST finished packing, when I discovered that somewhere along the way I lost my Lets Go! Ireland travel guide. Sommawhore.. I hope to heaven that it might be at work. Anyways packing is one of my least developed attributes, i have sorely subnormal skills. (like nunchuck skills, bow hunting skills, computer hacking skills) My plan of attack though is bring the least possible with me, which translates to the most room available for some Madrid shopping. Im always thinking. So far so good... i didnt even have to employ the rolling clothes technique yet. As of right now they are still "proper folded for the drawer" style...
Speaking of shopping, I am SO proud of myself that I made it through London this weekend without having to sell a kidney. Miracles upon miracles, you can count this up there with me going to Amsterdam without going to the red light district (I know! Ridiculous! Im still scratching my head on that one). Yes, its almost up there in terms of relative scale, heres what I did: I made it through Camden, Carnaby and Oxford Street... and only bought two things! Only two! If there was someone here Id high five them.. a jumping high five even.
I stayed with Chi-ing and really like her new pad... its pretty decked out with high ceilings, granite counters, and a just too sweet bathroom. Best part though is her Smeg kitchen appliances. Smeg, in the UK, is some of THE best kitchen hardware available. I would say its the Beemer or Mercedes of Kitchen stove tops and fridges. The one thing I dont understand is why they named it after smelly sticky body secretions. Like you wont see me anytime soon contemplating buying a toaster or grill if the brand name was Sweaty Pubes.
kay rambled a bit too much, wrote more than I expected... its really late, and I still have to be sensible and wake up. Shit, its only about 14 hours until I need to pick up O'Chow and O'Chin. (we are going to be turning heads, its like we are the forward line of the Chinese Imperial Army team)
Hasta Luego...
JUST finished packing, when I discovered that somewhere along the way I lost my Lets Go! Ireland travel guide. Sommawhore.. I hope to heaven that it might be at work. Anyways packing is one of my least developed attributes, i have sorely subnormal skills. (like nunchuck skills, bow hunting skills, computer hacking skills) My plan of attack though is bring the least possible with me, which translates to the most room available for some Madrid shopping. Im always thinking. So far so good... i didnt even have to employ the rolling clothes technique yet. As of right now they are still "proper folded for the drawer" style...
Speaking of shopping, I am SO proud of myself that I made it through London this weekend without having to sell a kidney. Miracles upon miracles, you can count this up there with me going to Amsterdam without going to the red light district (I know! Ridiculous! Im still scratching my head on that one). Yes, its almost up there in terms of relative scale, heres what I did: I made it through Camden, Carnaby and Oxford Street... and only bought two things! Only two! If there was someone here Id high five them.. a jumping high five even.
I stayed with Chi-ing and really like her new pad... its pretty decked out with high ceilings, granite counters, and a just too sweet bathroom. Best part though is her Smeg kitchen appliances. Smeg, in the UK, is some of THE best kitchen hardware available. I would say its the Beemer or Mercedes of Kitchen stove tops and fridges. The one thing I dont understand is why they named it after smelly sticky body secretions. Like you wont see me anytime soon contemplating buying a toaster or grill if the brand name was Sweaty Pubes.
kay rambled a bit too much, wrote more than I expected... its really late, and I still have to be sensible and wake up. Shit, its only about 14 hours until I need to pick up O'Chow and O'Chin. (we are going to be turning heads, its like we are the forward line of the Chinese Imperial Army team)
Hasta Luego...
Sunday, April 03, 2005
My Shit is Bananas... Bee Ay-Ehn Ay-Ehn Ay-Ess
Random stuff...
"Wow Thats a REALLY big change.."
"Man they are all so beautiful! except for the one that still looks like a hawk of course.."
"I wont be surprised if the scary one wins, just because shes deaf and all. Its so not fair..."
"Omygosh, she is SO gorgeous now... i cant believe how uggers she use to be"
"Oh good! The Scary Deaf Hawk one didnt win!"
"Oh man, we are all being bad here... saying bad things but OH WELL.."
-Comments overheard in our conversations as the 2nd Season finale beauty pagent of The Swan airs last Sat. in Ireland... another season of making oogly chicks surgically enhanced knockouts. In some cases only.
Im sorry, sometimes TV here is desperate... and there was nothing to watch after Ant and Decs Saturday Night Take Out. (The two guys that had a Cameo in Love Actually, and were the original hosts of Pop Idol, predecessor of American Idol. Their show is pretty freakin good)
Other random notes:
- I just set Hollaback Girl mp3- Gwen Stefani as my ringtone, replacing the Different Strokes theme. Im so proud of myself for being the coolest ever.
- This coming week Im heading to France for work, and on the way back, I get to spend the weekend in London. Which means.... GONG!!... London shopping, babe. Carnaby St, Oxford St, Camden, Chelsea here I come. So bloody expensive there but sometimes, yes sometimes, you need to sacrifice. Im so broke.
"Wow Thats a REALLY big change.."
"Man they are all so beautiful! except for the one that still looks like a hawk of course.."
"I wont be surprised if the scary one wins, just because shes deaf and all. Its so not fair..."
"Omygosh, she is SO gorgeous now... i cant believe how uggers she use to be"
"Oh good! The Scary Deaf Hawk one didnt win!"
"Oh man, we are all being bad here... saying bad things but OH WELL.."
-Comments overheard in our conversations as the 2nd Season finale beauty pagent of The Swan airs last Sat. in Ireland... another season of making oogly chicks surgically enhanced knockouts. In some cases only.
Im sorry, sometimes TV here is desperate... and there was nothing to watch after Ant and Decs Saturday Night Take Out. (The two guys that had a Cameo in Love Actually, and were the original hosts of Pop Idol, predecessor of American Idol. Their show is pretty freakin good)
Other random notes:
- I just set Hollaback Girl mp3- Gwen Stefani as my ringtone, replacing the Different Strokes theme. Im so proud of myself for being the coolest ever.
- This coming week Im heading to France for work, and on the way back, I get to spend the weekend in London. Which means.... GONG!!... London shopping, babe. Carnaby St, Oxford St, Camden, Chelsea here I come. So bloody expensive there but sometimes, yes sometimes, you need to sacrifice. Im so broke.
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