You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway

This whole going out thing during the week, fun isn’t it?

The work Christmas party was last night; official part was fairly crap. Rubbish food and stuffy gentleman’s club environment. But the unofficial pub bit was quite fun. Of course there was a certain amount of alcoholic beverage utilised, but that is only to be expected, and I’m sure there are a few bad heads about this morning[1] I’m grand, vodka doesn’t really give my hangovers. But I am tired. When I got home last night, and was having the compulsory drink as many pints of water as quick as possible part of the evening I flicked on the telly and caught a bit of Donnie Darko and can I just say it doesn’t make a lot of sense when it sways in front of you.

Any road, can I just say that Dundalk football shouldn’t really be that important to anyone, threatening to set yourself on fire, not such a good plan.

If, however, you have three foot long arms then why aren’t you out saving the dolphins? answer me that.

And while I’m posting random clicky-linky things, pop over to On The Ditch and vote for who you think should win RTE’s sports person of the year. RTE aren’t opening it to the general vote, but a panel of experts will chose the winner this weekend.


  1. yea so it is the afternoon by now, but do I look like Im bovvered? Does this face look bovvered?

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