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Mar. 19th, 2007 02:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
squeefulfishGrurg. I seem to have eaten shellfish yesterday. That's something I'd remember, ya'd think. Ah well. Unless there's some new food intolerance thing going on. Better not be to cake or choc chip cookies.
Last train on this most Irish of weekends is not something I'd recommend. Bit of hassle, but no more than I got on O'Connell Street yesterday for constantly adjusting the Penney's stockings that were neither holdey nor uppey. Waiting for taxi at the station involved a fair amount of fending off fools who'd missed their stop (Drogheda is not Malahide) and thought that inviting themselves back to my house was something that might actually work. There are nights when I'm glad I'm sober, and last night was one of them. Still, the events of the day had been absolutely delightful up until then, treasure hunt and housewarming fun. Conversation with people who don't have placenta previa grade 4 or partners of people who have placenta previa grade 4 is something I'd forgotten was possible, mostly. I think I managed to not talk about the girl bits too much. Except for a bit of muttering about J. And, oh gods, I need to not have just that to talk about. Back to talking about my sex life from now on! Been a very good weekend and once again made me realise exactly how much I need to get back to living closer to where I need to be during the day.
Off on my retreat tomorrow. Phone's off til Friday.
Last train on this most Irish of weekends is not something I'd recommend. Bit of hassle, but no more than I got on O'Connell Street yesterday for constantly adjusting the Penney's stockings that were neither holdey nor uppey. Waiting for taxi at the station involved a fair amount of fending off fools who'd missed their stop (Drogheda is not Malahide) and thought that inviting themselves back to my house was something that might actually work. There are nights when I'm glad I'm sober, and last night was one of them. Still, the events of the day had been absolutely delightful up until then, treasure hunt and housewarming fun. Conversation with people who don't have placenta previa grade 4 or partners of people who have placenta previa grade 4 is something I'd forgotten was possible, mostly. I think I managed to not talk about the girl bits too much. Except for a bit of muttering about J. And, oh gods, I need to not have just that to talk about. Back to talking about my sex life from now on! Been a very good weekend and once again made me realise exactly how much I need to get back to living closer to where I need to be during the day.
Off on my retreat tomorrow. Phone's off til Friday.
