Still alive
Mar. 16th, 2008 12:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
squeefulfishThis weekend has flown. Turning up for lectures on a Friday wearing a dress that I keep forgetting is rather low cut and relatively pretty boots tends to make people ask probing questions about your plans for the weekend. Ran out of last lecture early and skedaddled over to Buses-R-Us to catch the 14:00 to Cork thinking I'd be early enough that bank holiday traffic wouldn't be too bad. Arrived Cork 19:00. Erk. Still, meant I caught up on some sleep. Had been contemplating train, and think will plump for that next time. Or hell, fly. Cork was... fun. Enjoyable dinner at Scoozi's. At least, mine was. Then again it's hard to mess up veggie lasagne. My companion's pasta was overcooked and the chicken had a somewhat rubbery texture. But the tiramisu... Oh the tiramisu! Gotta stop eating cake in public. Staff were wonderful, too, chucking in free dessert to make up for lack of edibility of chicken pasta thing. Go them!
Speaking of, have a slice of Ultimate Chocolate Cake in my bag that I brought back. Turns out I can do deferred gratification. Looking forward to nibbling on that over the course of today. Wandered off to get a couple of slices on Saturday after 3 hours of study, met Christian for hugs and Cakeage. The nice lady in Iago's didn't believe that I'd travelled from Drogheda just to get their Cake. Well, I guess I didn't go just for the Cake, but it was certainly a deciding factor. Left Cork at 12, back in Dublin at 3ish full of coffee. Drivies, Sarah, drivies!
Wandered round town for a bit, legs took me to Chapters. Legs were having problems at this stage, or rather feet were. I cannot wear girl boots and I keep forgetting the lesson about having spare shoes in bag. Left Chapters 2 hours and 5 books later. Bag now heavy. Five books I'll probably not get to read until the summer, but hey.
Out to Leopardstown for drinkies, rather soggy and curly of hair thanks to weather not cooperating. I like gin, it makes me happy. Discovered that I cannot navigate on motorways. Rather, I cannot navigate off them and never know what exit to take. They all look the same! This is yet another reason why I don't drive. Made the same mistake coming home today. Discovered that there's no exit off the M1 at Monasterboice, though I could have sworn there was one. Yes, I live in Drogheda. Yes, I forgot that the exit after the Boyne bridge of blue is the one I'm meant to take. Yes, I'll forget that next time too.
Home to family who were amused to see me in a dress but didn't ask why. Now, week off. Going to spend the next few hours sorting through notes and tidying room before the kids arrive. Weekend's over now, back to normal life.
Back to placement soon. Fortnight in Rathmines. Joy.
Speaking of, have a slice of Ultimate Chocolate Cake in my bag that I brought back. Turns out I can do deferred gratification. Looking forward to nibbling on that over the course of today. Wandered off to get a couple of slices on Saturday after 3 hours of study, met Christian for hugs and Cakeage. The nice lady in Iago's didn't believe that I'd travelled from Drogheda just to get their Cake. Well, I guess I didn't go just for the Cake, but it was certainly a deciding factor. Left Cork at 12, back in Dublin at 3ish full of coffee. Drivies, Sarah, drivies!
Wandered round town for a bit, legs took me to Chapters. Legs were having problems at this stage, or rather feet were. I cannot wear girl boots and I keep forgetting the lesson about having spare shoes in bag. Left Chapters 2 hours and 5 books later. Bag now heavy. Five books I'll probably not get to read until the summer, but hey.
Out to Leopardstown for drinkies, rather soggy and curly of hair thanks to weather not cooperating. I like gin, it makes me happy. Discovered that I cannot navigate on motorways. Rather, I cannot navigate off them and never know what exit to take. They all look the same! This is yet another reason why I don't drive. Made the same mistake coming home today. Discovered that there's no exit off the M1 at Monasterboice, though I could have sworn there was one. Yes, I live in Drogheda. Yes, I forgot that the exit after the Boyne bridge of blue is the one I'm meant to take. Yes, I'll forget that next time too.
Home to family who were amused to see me in a dress but didn't ask why. Now, week off. Going to spend the next few hours sorting through notes and tidying room before the kids arrive. Weekend's over now, back to normal life.
Back to placement soon. Fortnight in Rathmines. Joy.
