Being stuck in a life raft out in the middle of the ocean would be boring

but at least I wouldn't have to pretend not to be bored.

God work was boring today. I was doing something real simple and boring and it just was absolutely no fun whatsoever. It was definitely one of those days where you think, "There's no fucking way I can keep doing this much longer". It was to the point where I was nearly regretting moving out because I can't quit because I need the money. I was thinking if I don't go away skiing I can probably afford to quit after my 6 month probation thing and last out the year lease with some part time job.
I don't regret moving out though. It's a pretty sweet house in a pretty sweet location and it's a great laugh living with friends. If you haven't come to see it yet you should drop by and say "hello James, hello house" and if you smile too I might even make you a cup of tea. Barrys Tea. Gold Blend. (We have green blend at work and it's so fucking bad compared. And no sugar to make it better. )
The gaff's address is {"iv":"HZdZQtJhkdv9+mu0DK2q1g","v":1,"iter":1000,"ks":128,"ts":64,"mode":"ccm","adata":"","cipher":"aes","salt":"D1FPB/uQTW0","ct":"tm97JrZ+v/zLOJWrLEIgmTJby9IUrqkEn6/5svHSOge80PXBkfUPeWrfm4l5F77r3nNl/1R0NS+VY/BSt/wctCrzRXuusiGTk4VIrtS8mqCD0MQ"} so if you're walking by after say 6ish pm on a wkday or at the weekend just gives a buzz cos I'll likely be here.

Work definitely will get more enjoyable. I quite like it at times but just days like today are fucking killer.

Anyway, grad this Friday. Quite looking forward to seeing all the friends. It's kind of annoying that I'll only get to spend so little time with so many people. Too many friends is the problem you see.. Too many different groups. At least we're all going to the same place, and we can basically invite everybody back here too which should be fun.

I miss having a piano already :p, there is a music shop quite nearby if I want to dick about on one at the weekend, but without any musics to learn and with people being there able to listen I probably won't ever bother. My cousin said I could borrow his bigass keyboard but there's nowhere to really put it apart from maybe my room? But then where do I store it. Blegh.

Really hope I don't konk or get too drunk on Friday. It should be a top laugh. Hope everybody is in good form.

I really like Bat For Lashes.
Thanks Gaffers.

Moving out.

So we finally found a place. It's slightly pricier than we'd have liked, but it was basically our upper limit, and it looks nice enough so we figured we'd go for it.
The area could possibly be a bit rough, but sure I'm always game to be a bit tougher. Ykno me. Mad yoke.

I started reading this blog, and it's way better than mine.
http://thestoryofstory.wordpress.com/
Truely fantastic stuffs. It's about a US girl who basically went on a "road trip" to get away from college and secretly became a stripper.. Not far into it but so far so great.


I like the imagery in this song, even if it's not the most amazing.

This one's similar vain, slightly nicer song though, less witty more of a point..

Pretty cool album cover innit.

So yeah I'm moving into the place this wkend. Might have no internet for a while. It'll be interesting if nothing else. I have a lot more I want to say but I'm just so friggin' tired, and Shane has done 3 blogs and christine has done one too so I have a lot of reading to do before I can sleep :) !

Was on a Portishead buzz in work today.

God I love Portishead.
But so depressing.

The nicest music seems to be the most depressing. I should make a graph of the niceness : depressingness of artists and see what I should in general listen to.

Oh I got asked:

"life all its cracked up to be so far?"- Eh, all in all, so far, no probably not. I always thought when I was little that life would be very enjoyable and full of new experiences. I actually thought I'd enjoy working hard and making money. Like everybody else I'm slowly growing older and slowly realising that my life isn't going to randomly change itself for the better by itself. And like everybody else I'm making do with what I have since nobody really knows what it'd take for them to be happier.
Keeping an eye open for a better life, but also aware of my psychological baggage that you can't just up and leave.

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Monopoly gives you unrealistic hopes for the cost of accommodation.

Accomodation is expensive. You can't buy all of Kimmage for 60 pounds.
Getting a place is really a pain in the ass. Went to see a place in Terenure yesterday with Donal. He quite liked it but I thought it was a dive. Makes me wonder what that place was like in Portobello that he seemed to really like and Gav seemed to not like very much. Donal was saying about the space in that place, but I thought the whole place was kinda cramped. Anyway, it doesn't matter because your mano was saying how it's got families on both sides so there's no tolerance for noise whatsoever.

I really like this song. It reminds me of Elliott Smith. 

My phone doesn't come with a pre-installed notes application; I finally got around to downloading one on the dart home one of the days this week though. The dart is where I generally think of most ideas for what to blog about, and not having something to write them down on really makes me just not bother blogging later because I've went to the effort of thinking up some real profound and interesting stuff and then bam, I've to do all that thinking again because I have the memory of a Markovian process (that lil joke would give Matthew Walsh a hard-on. Pity he doesn't read this.). I'm very close to deleting that and just putting in goldfish. I know I'll regret not doing it but whatever. 

Funny fact: When I type 20 into my phone, it automatically writes 20bag unless I click to show I meant 20. I'd be worried but I actually haven't been getting bikkied at all lately.

I finally have a laptop which I can actually call my own. In my head it will be the key to productivity and I'll do way more coding. No idea why I think that but we'll see.

I want to finally finish my twin-apps and then write a countdown game and host it on my server so people can play their friends online through my website. 

That'd be cool.

I'll leave you with this, it's from a Regina Spektor song. 

I think it's a pretty motivational lyric.

Today you're younger than you're ever going to be.

Oh what a joke.

So it's 10 past 1 somehow. Colm came over and we played some foosball (I got a foosball table), then some SARBC as always (and I won. yes yes), and then ff8 of all things. But somehow the time flew by and all of a sudden I'm just back from dropping him home and it's this late.
BLEGH.

Here's a pic that I just got tagged in. Check out how awesome I am.

It's crazy because that isn't a bunch of pictures thrown together. It's actually just one picture, I moved so fast that it just looks like I'm in very specific places at the same time. The reason it's not just a blur is just because.

Ohyeah, so the reason I made this post is because of my dad.
When I got home my sister and her friend were playing on the foosball table. So when my dad gets home a few minutes later he saw them playing, comes into the kitchen and goes:
"James, you might not be a hit with the girls but your foosball table is at least!".
So burned by my own dad.
Thanks dad.

I did laugh until I realised that I should be annoyed or something so I did that instead then.

Here's a song.
It's pimp.
Too pimp.
So pimp in fact that I'm not entirely sure it's not just ripping the piss.

*exhale* where to begin.

So what's been up.

It's been nearly 2 weeks since my last real post, quite a while I guess.

I've been putting off posting so I'm gonna do a real lazy one and just type whatever crosses my mind here.

In the general life front, we haven't found a gaff yet and I've decided I'm going to buy a laptop (I had been leaning towards a pc but I've decided fuck that). The bank balance is nice at the moment. Gonna take a serious hit though when I fork out 900ish quid for a laptop and then moving out will basically halt the growth of my balance. My poor growth :(. It was a rare good sort of growth. Not like a mole or something. Nothing against moles of course. Or people who possess them. Just y'know. Whatever.

Been watching lots of weeds lately. It's a great show. My lil sister was watching it so I figured I'd watch a bit as I was wrecked or something, can't really remember why. But anyway, she's stopped and I'm still going and I thought it'd be fine since Netflix shows 3 seasons of it, but I realised yesterday that there's like 8 seasons of it in total. Fuck that. Doesn't that just seem like an insane amount of effort? Watching THAT much TV? There's like 15 episodes in season 3 anyway, surely there can't be that many in each season right? And it's hardly going to stay good if it's gonna be that long... Does it mean that the show probably isn't that good if I'm complaining about there being too many episodes? Definitely not something I'd complain about for something like Freaks and Geeks....  Hmmmmm.

I lost my almost year long frigidity on Saturday night. It was a weird feeling going that long without even scoring someone and then ending it. I felt like I was cheating on my frigidity. Well. Not actually. But it definitely crossed my mind that I could have went for the year and then it'd be something interesting I did. Sadly not intentionally so it's not actually interesting. Really just depressing. I guess there was nothing to be sad about actually. Ignore me, I'm rambling.

So yeah, I basically got very very drunk. I bought a round of shots since I'm flush now, and I even tipped the barman to be nice, and he didn't give a shit. They never do. Well, I'm basing that on 2 occasions in Ireland. Twice I've been drunk enough to think tipping the barman might get me faster service in future, and twice they've given me looks just shy of disdain. I don't think I made a return trip to the bar this time, but last time I tipped a barman he went on to serve 3 chicks before me even though they weren't at the bar before me. Was a waste of time altogether. The prick.

Sooooooo where am I. Yeah we were dancing away and I saw this real cute girl on the side of the dance floor so I figured I'd go say hello. Which I did, and I got shut down of course as always. I think it was one of those times when you just have no idea what to say and they're just not interested so there's no buzz or anything to joke about and it ends up awkward, but at least I was really drunk so if anything it was only awkward for her. Anyway, no idea what happened next but I ended up kissing this girl, a friend of my friend, who I'd met a few times before but she had always been sorta scoring my mate Colm the other times. He has some Brazillian chick going on now though. I did text him being like would you care etc so I'm grand, and he's the last person in the world to care about that sorta thing. Actually, he'd be the last person in the world to get upset about anything. 

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Turns out I had less to talk about than I thought. 

Well peace out for now.

fuck I forgot to blog

Oooops.

Soon though....


I will sometime soon.