bitterdiva

dublin part dook

Let's see the past 25 hours I've had 10 pints, most of them being guinness. Went to the Guinness brewery on monday, it was absolutely fantastic. It reminded me heavily of a emac project, heavily industrial design with a waterfall and cool lighting. I took a lot of pictures. Yoda is having a great time, he's been all over the place. I took a literary pub crawl yesterday, and one of the actors, Frank, was totally hot, in that Alan Rickman, Irish brogue way. Don't worry for those thinking I've thrown all caution to the wind in my drunken lonely state, nothing happened. In fact, I was really bummed when they didn't end up at Davy Byrnes where Joyce hung out heavily. It was also a site for Brendon Behan (of course I screw up spelling) where he composed some works. I have an amusing story about him and Canada later on when I have more free time and get a chance to retell this story, just let me say that I wouldn't be surprised if Canada hates the Irish now.

Today I went to Christ Church, there was the catacombs where there were tombs of dead people, you know me and dead things. I also did some shopping, it poured all the time, first real rainy day. J had to go to the Clarence Hotel, which is owned by U2 and costs a pretty euro, 2100 to be exact for the pent house. We had a couple of drinks, headed to Mexico to Rome, then J and I closed Temple Bar. It sounds like a joke, there was an Irish lass, a Frenchmen, and several Americans. Of course politics were brought up and I tuned that out... not wanting to get into a battle with a 23 year old Amer. piss ant.

I'm currently as some internet place typing this, pissed. We have a walk back to the Mercer Hotel were we're staying, mom is currently sleeping there.

Tomorrow is my last full day in Ireland, I am definitely going to miss this wonderful country. I am however not going to miss the belligerent drunken fools making inappropriate comments to my sister. I might have to break out a can of Weapon X whoopass and pop a couple of grills in these sons of bitches.

I look forward to many things, hanging out with my peeps, bowling, mass quanities of desired booty with covzilla, and several pints of ale at Mahar's. I miss Mer, P-Diddy, Poopoos, covzilla. I don't miss work though, those facist bastids, oh did I say that? Hardy har har!

Well, this is me signing out, keep yourselves in good health, drink plenty of guinness, and have fun kiddies, because you never know if life is going to end.

Also, I learned something, Oscar Wilde is one fucking big ass pansy... he was probably the trend setter for the current pimp today.

08:21 PM

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