Students! Aren’t they annoying. And stupid.
Perhaps I over generalise. Actually no perhaps about it, I do, I know. And I get on really well with some of our students. But in general, as a population, aren’t they stupid? And annoying?
I say this because the stupid questions just keep coming. And the lack of ability to read the sign right in front of your face? Are you blind? It says don’t do that so don’t get all “who me, I didn’t know” when I call you on it.
Ah, but sure they’re grand really.
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Just an ickle, quick post. The xmas party was grand; a few people may be regretting actions but I don’t really know them so who cares ;). Traffic was a bitch, so instead of taxi-ing I just walked, it was half an hour in fairly windy weather, so the hair might have complained, but honestly, it was a work do, so who cares.
We have just under an hour of free drinks before the dinner, so I got my usual vodka and diet coke, only to realise that those weren’t pub measures. More like doubles, if not triples, so the three I had before dinner made me quite chatty. And the best thing about the food was the bread. So I you can guess how much I actually ate. More drinking, then pubbing, we were going to go to Copper’s, but I got fed up having the “are we going yet” discussion at least three times. And so when a few others decided to head for home I figured I’d walk with them.
Only to discover I’d lost my watch. So I wandered back into the pub for a few minutes, but to be honest I wasn’t that bothered, and then walked off home on my lonesome.
And bed. Lovely lovely bed. Only to get up far too early the next morning and go to work. Was v v tired. But luckily no hangover. Yay for vodka.
So a good night was had by all. Recovery this weekend.
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It is only Tuesday 
I wantssess it to be Thursday. Okay, okay, I’d prefer if it were Friday and the working week over, but if I was going to go that far I’d have to hope it was the 20th and I’d be on my xmas hols, but that is wishing your life away and is ever so dreary 
But Thursday’ll be fun as we are having a charity football match at work. Students v Staff. yay. And in a good cause, tis for concern, so we can feel good about ourselves.
To keep you updated, I still but nevertheless, here I am, typing away like a mad yoke. I spent ages yesterday putting photos up on my facebook account, and answering silly trivia questions. What else can one do when one is bored?
I’ve been reading Hilary Mantel’s A Place of Greater Safety but have decided to toss it for the time being. I’m getting nowhere with it, although I am enjoying it, it simply requires more thought and attention than I’m willing to give at the moment. Plus it, like, totally weighs a ton, so I can’t be dragging it about with me. Maybe over the break when I have the time I’ll get stuck back in.
My problem is that I don’t really know all that much about the peoples involved in the French Revolution, and that, together with their funny furrin names is confudling me. And the fact that I seem to only read it at weekends. Actually I’m guessing that last point is probably the real problem
I trying to figure out how much *fun* I should have at the xmas partay. Do I just be merry and go home early so I can go into work the next morning with no trouble? Or do I go out and get totally slaughtered and come to work still drunk? At the moment I’m veering towards the slaughtered option, it seems more fun.
Title is a line from the first chapter of
A Plave of Greater Safety, no real reason, I just like the way it sounds.
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Shiny! I just got my special edition Serenity in the post. It had to come all the way from Amerikay, but it is shiny shiny shiny.
I just gotta find time to watch it now.
As you may have guessed from the lack of posting- hang on, that isn’t strictly true as I have posted a few reviews, but there have been less of my ramblings than usual, so I’ll reword that sentence: As you may have guessed from the reduction in my ramblings I’ve been a little busy lately. Yeah, more students around at work and whatnot, but that isn’t really the issue. I could easily post at home, no, I’ve been preoccupied with visiting pound shops and buying crap. Why, I hear you ask[1] . Well that is easy; we are holding a football awards night out tonight. And as the Organising Committee[2] I’ve been run off my feet coming up with award categories and deciding on who should win and getting prizes. And what wonderfully crappy prizes they are! Although who knew it’d be so hard to find something costing €2 and doctor related. Weren’t there like hundreds of crappy stethoscopes[3] about when you were a kid? Anyways, despite harrowing setback like that, and the fact that Hickey’s was closed by the time I got there last night and so couldn’t get the ribbon for the medals, I have every confidence that tonight will be a total success. Or at least a drunken night. I’ve been saving up my weekly unit limits and reckon I can get totally pissed and come to no harm.
That is the way it works right? As a ladddeeeee I get what, 14 units a week? And I haven’t had a drink in two and half weeks, and so I get to have 35 units. Thats a lot of vodka and diet coke.
Work tomorrow will be fun.
Oh, and the interests of staying positive let us not mention the ROI’s performance at Croke Park last night. Discretion and valour and all that.
Linknotes:
- with my excellent hearing powers ↩
- please do pronounce that like you imagine a dUnbelievable character might ↩
- thank you spell check ↩
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Attn:This will be nothing more than a boring whats going on post. No complaining now:, you’ve been warned.
Work is loike, mad busy, roight. Full of scrambling[1] about and nagging lecturers[2] to send me their course outlines. And, apart from a few, mainly getting them instead when students come in looking for a book and me going “ooh, can I copy your outline to see what new books I need to order”. Sillies.
That is my excuse for not blogging earlier.
Also, I’m thinking of changing either the template or maybe just the header for the Rugby World Cup[3] I do have a vague template in mind, but it might just be less hassle to get a new header image. Decisions decisions.
In other news this month’s Estella’s revenge is out, so you’ll have plenty to read there.
Was talking to de mudder on the phone. She confused me by telling me they[4] were in Galway moving B#5 into his new home. He has to register tomorrow, first year at college.. I was confuddled cause he isn’t going to Galway but to Limerick. But of course what she meant to say was that they had been in Limerick and were now in Galway on their way home. Course he’ll be in Galway as well tmro[5] as he has training. Fingers crossed he doesn’t get lost on the way up I rang de mudder cause she had texted me earlier, saying there was post for me. A rugby banner thing that B#4 had opened by mistake[6] A soft package-y thing[7] And a letter that looks like it is something official from Donegal. Donegal? I don’t think I applied for any jobs up in that foreign land, and if I had would I have used the Sligo address? Hmmmm. I suppose we’ll have to wait til she gets back and opens it.
I’ve told her if it is exciting to let me know otherwise I’ll get it whenever I get home. I hope it isn’t something like anthrax[8]
Linknotes:
- no, not literally ↩
- email is a wonderful thing ↩
- Have you heard about Paddy Power, now that is marketing ↩
- as in the parentals ↩
- hopefully after he registers ↩
- or so he says. Stealing my post. if I were american Id accuse him of a federal offence ↩
- which Id guess is either my free guiness crap or my IRFU Supporter’s Polo ↩
- - on account of my plans to take over the world. Dont worry, Ill be the benevolent tyrant sort ↩
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I sometimes think that the art of taking notes is long dead. I remember going to college, reading books and or journals and taking notes about what I’d read. I rarely, if ever see students doing that any more. Now what they do is print off reams of articles they’ll never read. And photocopy an entire journal. Madness I tells you.
Should lecturers start teaching classes on how not to fill your room with pages and pages and pages of crap?
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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.
Linknotes:
- yea so it is the afternoon by now, but do I look like Im bovvered? Does this face look bovvered? ↩
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