bum

I've been thinking to myself
of maybe being someone else
for a second month or year
but i'm still here
i'm still here



And these sober walls
are shadowless and frigid
and give me a serious case of the nods-
chronic even
restlessness provided by coffee and mirrors
and random calls on my tell-me-anything
telephone
are distant callings that remind me
i'm not alone
not alone

This may seem a bit strange but it has to be said......I LOVE EGGS!!!!

Some days all i want to do is eat eggs or soy sauce or both together. I love them so much. I could eat 3 or 4 or 6! There just so great. My favourite way to eat them is in a stir fry with noodles or scrambled and fried by themselves. I'd marry an egg. Or make my partner do a sexy egg dance and bring them to me in bed with a glass of soy sauce on the side. Oooh spicy

Tit & Tat

Its going to be dark green and gorgeous

Awww man

Ive turned into the token alcoholic on the 19. Everytime i get on that bus i'm drunk or a little bit drunk or else suffering with a shitbag of a hangover. I realised this today as i swayed back and forth stinking of whiskey. Its kind of embarassing actually when i'm getting off and i forget I have earphones in and i scream at the bus drivers. THHAANKKS MATE!!!! CHEEERS! BYE NOW

THINGS THAT SCARE ME

1. Being Cillian Murphy in 28 Days Later where everyones either dead or nuts

2. Deadlines

3. Friends parents when you've been an acomplice in something bold

4. Zealots


tbct

A GRIN FOR THE WIN

> Playing tricks on people. Yesterday I checked my phone when I was at work, there was a message from a friend saying 'Ur workin 2nite while i'm out on the beer. ha ha'

I decided to send him a message back : 'Jokes on u bold boy! Went into work earlier and they were over staffed so I got a paid night off work, Yahoo!'
Literally laughed at this for about 10 minutes


> People say you have to love yourself before anyone else can, WELL the same can be said about laughing at your own jokes. It would be weird if you delivered an ace one-liner while staring stony faced at a wall. Lets be honest, I'm pretty funny?

QUESTIONS

Q: Does anyone actually like Take That?

A: Yes, atleast 80,000 people (?)

LA NAOMH PADRAIG YA BOLLOX

Even today as I did the laborious and oh so excrutiating walk of shame town was still packed. Dublin is after all Irelands damaged liver on Paddys day. I for one had a splendid day! I'd imagine my entails are translucent due to the copious amount of vodka I consumed AND the best best best bit is I don't have a hangover :) Although I do have spinadiffia ( Its like scoliosis but worse ). I contracted this painful ailment in Merrion Square in an act of youthful exuberance. That is not a sexual reference.

I really dislike when things are overratted like many days of celebration commonly are. The last few March 17ths have been unremarkable really but yesterday was up there with christmas. I did bump into the lady I babysit for which was bad luck considering I was a bit tipsy and not my most competent. Its so nice to have a week off college and not have an agenda. Its only Wednesday and I've already had a hectic few days. The drama! The disputes! Yesterday in the midst of our inner city rambles we decided to go back to Caraghs to watch The Simpsons which sadly we forgot to record ;/ I can't wait to see it. We ended up going to trashed(!) which was actually good fun and super packed. I have a strange feeling I took my shoes off though and was walking around like that as Ive never seen my feet so dirty. Strange days to be sure! I was wearing two pairs of tights and the filth still managed to seep in. Pretty cool, ja?

News reporters and cameras scare me. Global TV channels were dotted around the place hoping to catch candid behaviour from the tourists and natives alike. After being caught by RTE on my Juniour Cert results night drinking out the back of the Ambassador theatre I am suitably terrified of being caught again. I had to dance infront of the telly box to avoid my parents seeing me. I had my Garda radar turned on to the max yesterday also, its quite acute. I'm available for rent if you desire protection from being caught in your dirty dealings.
I hope everyone had as much fun as I did yesterday. High five ginges!

AURAL SEX

I highy reccomend you download these now please. Do. I think you should :)



Electric Feel - Cleast Eatwood

Can you tell - Ra Ra Riot

Dog days are over - Florence and the Machine

Skinny Love - Bon Iver

Bowie - Flight of the Concords



Enjoy. I really do. Really <3

GOLDEN MONKS BLAZING FOR THE PEOPLE

Today I was in the Zoo and it was uber-great-fantastic! I saw a pretty peacock, a whiskered wolf and my absolute fave: majestic monkeys! Before this week I always preffered more humble specimens such as the trusty donkey. I think there adorable with there furry rumps and glazed eyes. However, my heart now lies with the little yellow-bellied Ms.Coulter monkeys that I enjoy poking with sticks. Hours of fun was spent stamping my foot and throwing my had back with glee in the company of our playfull cousins. Other faves were the bearded Anne Doyle monkey as well as the jouly jouly joule joule monkey. Enjoy!!

Foggy Music for a heavy headed Girl

Oh Sunday. Sunday is it? Below I intend to list some sweet tunes I particularly enjoy on the day the french like to call Dimanche. The Catholic often meet on this day to read stories from a thick, dusty book. Youtube these songs please:

Not for sale - CocoRosie

The Youth - MGMT

Ladies and Gentlemen - Spiritualized

Eyes on Fire - Blue Foundation

No One - The Honorary Title

Wasted - Angus & Julia Stone

Lonelily - Damien Rice

I will follow you into the dark - Death Cab

I can't make you love me - Denison Witmer

My taste is probably a bit whiney for most. I am partial to a good moan. As you well know :) The picture is by Edward Hopper. My favourite modern Artist. There is something outer-worldly about his work despite the fact his studies are nearly always of scenes that typify everyday life. Check hom out, he's immense!

TO CLOSE FOR COMFORT

The looming portfolio admittance date is giving me many a sleepless night. The feeling is considerably similar to pre-leaving cert anxieties. Holy moly! Gee whiz! So as of today my goals have dramatically shifted. As opposed to being an extremely successful and globally recognised artistic sensation I have decided to instead, be a drug dealer. While casually discussing the bains of college with a pal, the idea struck me and I havn't looked back once in the half an hour that has passed since that conversation. Incredible wealth, Big guns, Fun cars.Perfect, nigh? And also, how apt would my fur coat be for these dirty dealings? I'll be like a modern Pablo Escobar. Except I'm a girl and white.And 18.And Irish and probably not as threatening due to my lack of facial hair( Miracle Grow in my Earl Grey?). A Robin Hood of the Northside, giving copious amounts of filthy substances to my adoring customers. I can see it now. The fierce almighty Emer Of Cremore. Rivalled only by the Hunch back of Glasnevin who I can assure you does exist. That tower in the cemetery they fob off as some kind of memorial marking? Its all lies baby. Its her crafty castle. I'm thinking of starting off low-key. Panadol anyone? Medicianal Cannabis? Have a line on me.