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  <title>Boring As Heaven</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 01:15:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dooom</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s all dooooom!!! I forgot about this again... hmmm wonder is anyone still on it even..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, Galways going grand, jobless again, but have a boyfriend, and all seems to be going well. And I actually want a job this lack of employment period thing, I&apos;m just still too lazy to look for one :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to eat some chocolate and have a fart now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jun 2007 22:14:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.petitiononline.com/romford2/petition.html&quot;&gt;http://www.PetitionOnline.com/romford2/petition.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don&apos;t forget it, and so that you lot sign it.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Oh and if you don&apos;t know darkplace, then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;1&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the guy who plays Dr Lucien Sanchez in that, does the voice of the volcano in this ad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;2&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Mar 2006 12:14:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Not well in the feckin head.</title>
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  <description>Paddys day was lovely and chilled, spent most of it in Sarah&apos;s apart from when myself and ria went for a little walk and seen all the mad dancing people on Shop Street. Which was weird. Went home, and 80 calls later from Ria, I finally woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Ria was reaaaaaly sick and therefore couldn&apos;t come to see Dragonforce :( poor girl, hope she gets better soon :) *hugs* for ya girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, got on the bus to Dublin which was a bit mad considering the wingmirror of the bus decided it din&apos;t like the bus and kept tryin to run away. So we had to go on a bit of a magical mystery tour around the place in order to beat it off the bus and assist it in its escape. Which was aever so slightly annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also seen a lovely place called Blackwater Park in Enfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also : For all &quot;Lost&quot; fans... a distillery in Kilbeggan called &quot;John Lockes&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, got to Dublin, and went straight into the Parnell Mooney, met people (Alan, Karl, everyone else), watched Ireland beat England in the rugby (well the last few minutes of it anyhoo), Discovered the pub had no Jager (what kind of pub has no jager like!!!!) and went over to the ambassador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked around for a bit, decided the support band were shite, met Sam Totman, met Bubbles and Kaminski as well, which was great! Kaminki is a lovely fella, and it&apos;s always nice to see Bubbles. Spotted one of the lads from that Kleft thing too, he was sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, the mighty Dragonforce came on, and were bloody brilliant!! Managed to get everyone to move into two factions (the herman side and the sam side, the herman side was better tho :P) and also managed to get everyone to sit down in the ambassador (which isn&apos;t an easy thing to do by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feckin Karl was mad funny, with his bleeding shoulder and not caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, was a mad cool gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Fibbers after, met Bubbles again, and some random fella called bob who gave me ciggarettes cos I was poor (thanks bob)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then decided to go to Dominion with Bob, Bubbles, Stephen and his bro Damien. It was weird. There was insence. And lights. And stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Dave then dragged me off for Bacon And Cheese Chips (tm) in Fortes. (Best chips in the world may I add). I&apos;d also like to thank you Mr Prez, for the chips (People being all nice and givin me food and smokes and stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;d also like to thank Bubbles for the pint he got me when I got back to Dominion. Anyhoo, left there with Stephen and Damien, in searches of buses and food (salami is weird stephen.....) and Stephen offered to try and get me into his hotel (Did I mention I went to Dublin with nowhere to stay??) so next thing, taxi to Lynches out the Naas road.... and lo and behold, I couldn&apos;t get in :( cheers for tryin tho stephen!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 3am-ish... heres cathy, walkin down the Naas road into town singing to herself. I&apos;m sure anyone that passed must have thought I was totally cracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ve also come to the conslusion that Alsation dogs are silly. One barked lots at me as I was passin some place. From inside the big barbed wire fence. Silly muppet of a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into town anyhoo (after many sit downs, including the one at Heuston, where all the poor homeless kids eyed me up suspiciously....) and decided to sit down outside the garden of rememberance at about 6am, and next thing what happens?? Some strange fella with a guitar missin a string decides to come over and talk to me. Anyhoo, he decides to tell me his name is Dennis (at least I think thats what his name was....) and that he was &quot;easten uuuuuopean&quot; (its how he said it) and told me how capitalism rocked because communism was shite... and then I ended up singing with him. Save Tonight and Dirty Aul Tooooown. Which was funny and amusing and worrying to anyone that happened to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went for tea in Phibsboro (I don&apos;t know what possesed me to go to Phibsboro, strange what seems like a good idea at that hour of the morning~) and one of the guys workin in Spar rememebered me, which was well weird.I still didn&apos;t get free tea tho. Which was pissy of the cunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, walked back into town again, walked out to heuston and seen the little homeless kids again (They must hide thier sleeping bags during the day...) and got the bus... never ever have my legs been so sore in my life. and my boots are still filled with stones which is weiiiiiird. time to buy new boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, thats my story of the day.... and night.. or whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, doubt I&apos;ll be on for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m moving into a new house today, and yay!! Now, if only I can finish packing I&apos;ll be doing VERY well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want sleep :(</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Mar 2006 07:40:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dragonforce!!</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFF774&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your IQ Is 105&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFCCA&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/iq.gif&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Logical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Below Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Verbal Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Genius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mathematical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your General Knowledge is &lt;b&gt;Exceptional&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/&quot;&gt;A Quick and Dirty IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!!! Dragonforce on Saturday!!! *excited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got to be all happy last night again... life is goooooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope it stays that way.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gettin &quot;evicted&quot; though, by Val and Phil :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tryin to find a new place is not an easy thing, esp with Maria being all sick and stuff, don&apos;t want to impose on her with her finals comin up either... dunno what to do... Robot house=bad idea methinks... I just don&apos;t know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yay!! Dragonforce!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Mar 2006 06:54:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Cunts</title>
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  <description>Well, since I last posted, things have been... different.&lt;br /&gt;For many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I&apos;ve been spending all of my time in the pub. Now, this wouldn&apos;t seem like so much fun apart from the fact that the pub in question is Sally Longs, and the lunacy and alcohol consumption helps to make it fun. But what makes it all the more fun usually is the friends I have that frequent it. Because they are the best. Anyway. Since I last posted, I&apos;ve ended up kissing Alan quite a few times, and even tho I don&apos;t know how that&apos;s going to turn out, it makes me quite happy. There&apos;s been Penguin AGM&apos;s and Mighty Metal Wednesday, and everything was hunky dory until Friday night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Friday nights in there are usually shite due to the Cunts And Pricks (That&apos;s CP&apos;s for all you pink wearing people) crowd taking over the pub for the weekend, but this Friday, none were to be seen. Why you ask? Because there was a gig on. CubScoutDisco, Captain Spaulding, Dein Kampf and Gasmask Terror. All quite good may I add, even tho I missed CubScoutDisco due to the hair straightening process of evil. Anyway, night was going BRILLIANTLY, and then, what happened? Some fuckface who was having a fight with someome decided to run by one of my mates and stick a knife in his shoulder for no reason. Cunt. Then he went even more insane and started smashing pint glasses off the side wall of sallys. Which got the fucker promptly arrested. I end up jumping into the back of a squad car with le stabbed friend, and its off to casualty for the second time in 12 hours (earlier trip was due to a hypochondriac friend... meh) which is always fun. Ria, Alan and Sarah promptly turned up almost straight after we did into casualty, and we finally left at 5am, knowing that he was goin to be grand. He only got stitches and stuff, but the poor fucker can&apos;t drink for two weeks now, which is HORRIBLE. And he was all worried about not being able to play guitar and such anymore. I just don&apos;t understand why fuckers would a)be carrying a knife and b) want to attack someone in the first place, nevermind a casual bystander who had nothing to do with whatever the hell was going on. It made me fuckin mighty angry, and I really hope the fucker who did it gets a good long time in jail out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thats my news for another eternity. Thank fuck no one reads this. Meh.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2006 01:37:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>YAY</title>
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  <description>Tomorrow, I get to see Ground of Ruin live!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mourning Beloveth, but I wanna see Ground Of Ruin more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They&apos;re the cool like. Nicest fellas ever like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;www.myspace.com/groundofruin&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/brainache/Music/groundofruin.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go see their myspace!! click on picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.groundofruin.com&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2006 10:46:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ROFL</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/brainache/Music/MetallicaMartin.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahahahahah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DID I NOT EXPECT TO FIND THIS SOONER OR LATER???</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2006 09:38:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Badda bing badda boom</title>
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  <description>K, I&apos;m quite happy for many reasons: I got my ticket to Wacken (yay!!!!!!!!!!!!) I met Father Jack from Father Ted. In the off license. Buying Whiskey (!). I drank a full bottle of Jager for fun. And, I got TICKETS FOR WACKEN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOO HAPPY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m gonna be mad by the time August comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, met James and Paul from Steel Tormentor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fun weekends in Dublin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend however? Carlow :) yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ground of ruin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.myspace.com/groundofruin</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Dec 2005 20:15:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Holla</title>
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  <description>Ok apart from the nice person giving me advice below, I&apos;ve today been mainly wanting to punch shoppers in the sales for knocking into me. I bought pyjamas, knickers, and this shiny hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/brainache/meetc/Picture014.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says &quot;SLUT&quot; in huge letters across the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I likes it. I totally bought it for someone else, but I think i&apos;ll keep it now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It keeps my ears warm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I bought this shiny guitar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/brainache/meetc/Picture006.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse the state of my room. I was cleaning it. Cleaning it involves totally wrecking it for about three days in order to sort rubbish from non-rubbish. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I likes my shiny guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I must learn how to play it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a bigger bed now though so i can sleep with it...</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Nov 2005 23:49:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy Birthday to me!!</title>
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  <description>My aunt bought me a George Foreman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is she trying to tell me something???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lillith, thank you soooooooo much for the e-card!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I&apos;m off to find alcohol and get drunk. Again. Or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Oct 2005 23:00:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Na na na na na</title>
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  <description>HELLO DEARIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATE: I FOUND YOUR NEW JOURNAL. NA NA NA NA NA NA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that&apos;s not what I&apos;m naing about. I&apos;m not quite sure what I&apos;m naing about. Because I have established the fact that my brain goes on little holidays or something every so often. its popped to the shop at present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, in other news I&apos;ve been listening to Children Of Bodom, Opeth, Stone Temple Pilots, Alice In Chains, Siters Of Mercy and Kyuss obsessivly for the last while. And I mean obsessibly. NIKKI: I blame you for some of it. Ok then. Kyuss. MARK: I definitly blame you for Opeth. And I have no one else to blame for the rest. Apart from Children of Bodom which is Matt&apos;s fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruairi is asleep on the couch. ITS NOT EVEN MIDNIGHT. WE WERE PLAYING WITH A FOAM RUGBY BALL OUTISDE AT 6AM THIS MORNING SO WHAT THEHELL HAS GONE WRONG??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft. Lightweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor little boys. They all need their sleep don&apos;t they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. This is turning into a rant about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, which I&apos;ve probably already mentioned, I&apos;ve decided to set up a band. I have a name. I just need members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Matt is going to like record or album and produce it or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not quite sure. Becuase my brain has gone for a little... trip... somewhere... or something... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m also coughing lots. And also, I need and want a new job. I&apos;ve quit 4 star pizza. I&apos;ve just neglected to tell them. I haven&apos;t been in.. in over a week. Pfft. Oh well. Fuck it all to hell. I don&apos;t care anymore because I&apos;M HAPPY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need a job though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a new laptop or the old one fixed. Whichever happens first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE NOW. COMMENT OR SOMETHING YE FUCKERS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YE.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2005 01:46:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Cruel Intentions</title>
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  <description>You know, it&apos;s not such a bad movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m watching it on living tv right now, and its a pretty good film I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I don&apos;t know, it&apos;s been a while since I wrote here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots to say lots not to say, don&apos;t know how to get any of it out really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t even know what my previous post was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically anyway, living in Galway is brilliant, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m working for Four Star Pizza. I don&apos;t like it. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m also sick. Again. I really should go have a proper check up. I&apos;ve been off sick too much this year for it to be simple I think myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve also been getting stoned a lot, but as per usual, everything with me works the opposite to how it should and I&apos;ve been remembering lots of things. It makes me wonder what a shot of bloody heroin or something would do to me. And I realise that that is the reason I&apos;m afraid to do any drugs that are harder than hash. Because I&apos;m afraid of what would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still trying to get my life back. I don;t think I ever will though. It&apos;s been gone for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s like Ruairi turned around to me last night when I came in and said I didn&apos;t know what he was looking for and said &quot;A reason to live?&quot; I realised that hell, what are the reasons to live, are there, is there any??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are too many days I can&apos;t actually think of any. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway this is all depressing shit. Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it, no one reads this anyway.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 01:10:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HORFUCKINGMONAL</title>
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  <description>and drunk and dizzy! that&apos;s the word I was looking for, dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been having a weird time lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only person I was ever in love with, Liam, I think I seen him in town twice... And I&apos;ve strangly not been able to stop thinking about him. Well, what could have been. And also, how did we end up going out, and going out again, and being in love and everything. And why we stopped talking and when. I don&apos;t fucking remember. Which is sad. So I&apos;ve emailed him and now I&apos;m all nervous that he won&apos;t talk to me or anything, that he&apos;ll just be like, you were the biggest bitch ever. And the thing is, I&apos;d really like to catch up with him, see how he is. You know, we were friends before anything like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know. I wonder why I gave him up sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m blaming my fucking period for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually never nention it but this is fucking insane like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m purely the way tommy tiernan describes it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* makes sound of crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*makes sound of dog whimpering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m horny&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 second pause while dude is going wtf???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;WELL YA MISSED YOUR CHANCE. (SOUND OF CRYING)&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I am horny. or I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an out of character post. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being hormonal is better than being depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news. We bought 12 litres of coke, a bottle of rock shandy and 4 litres of lucozade on wednesday or thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have about 3 litres of coke left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING FUCKING ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 LITRES OF COKE TO BE BOUGHT NEXT WEEK ALONG WITH 4 LITRES OF ROCK SHANDY, AND AT LEAST 8 LITRES OF LUCOAZDE. WE DO NOT DRINK WATER IN THIS HOUSE. IT IS A PROBLEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM OFFICIALLY A CIVILIAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NO LONGER A MEMBER OF AN GARDA SIOCHANA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;FREE!!! FREE!!!! &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;M A MEMBER OF THE PUBLIC AGAIN!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 Aug 2005 22:44:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>In other news</title>
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  <description>I raped everyone in their sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least that was all I told them.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 Aug 2005 22:37:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sigh</title>
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  <description>I feel dead inside. All fun.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 19 Aug 2005 21:12:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Yayness</title>
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  <description>Anyhoo, I&apos;m living in Galway now, and I&apos;m happy most of the time. the only thing I&apos;m not happy about is I still have no one to cuddle up to me in bed at the end of the day or night or whenever, but anyhoo, i have 3 of my best friends living with me, and i love them, and its damn great. I have such a fucking twisted mind though. Its trying to torture me even though i should be happy, and its making me all paranoid that people dont actually like me a lot, and that i&apos;m just deciving myself with what i want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Ruairi came up with the coolese saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What is Real, If Pain is an Illusion??&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats mindfuckingly cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Why the fuck do I fall in love with nearly everyone I meet??</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2005 11:16:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Well</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve now applied for jobs in Both an o2 shop and Boston Scientific, so hopefully I&apos;ll manage to get one but I&apos;m after finding the coolest job EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhivago in Galway are hiring....... MY DREAM JOB!!! TO WORK IN A MUSIC SHOP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I become a rock star that is!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2005 17:26:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>BastardGuards</title>
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  <description>FUCKERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They&apos;re after ringing me to let me know : I&apos;M TRANSFERRED TO FUCKING CRUMLIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKING FUCKERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so quitting. Even though I&apos;m now allowed to go back on phase 5 and get my diploma. I don&apos;t fucking want it now. Cheers lads, but fuck off like. wankers, cunts, I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, o2 haven&apos;t given me a job yet. bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, the&apos;re nice actually, especially if they give me a job.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2005 14:18:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>grrrrr@livejournal.</title>
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  <description>It just deleted everything I wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m quitting my job in the guards because I despise it and I&apos;m not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m also moving to Galway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m also really happy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been off for the last three weeks suffering from depression. All fun. Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came to Galway yesterday, Ind I&apos;ve been happyish since. So I&apos;m now looking for a job and wondering when to give in my notice, how to tell my family, and how I&apos;m going to pay off my loans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Donations Accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing nate nikki and rupert.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 Jul 2005 19:57:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Do it.</title>
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  <description>1. Where did we meet?:&lt;br /&gt;2. Take a stab at my middle name:&lt;br /&gt;3. How long have you known me?:&lt;br /&gt;4. When is the last time we saw each other?:&lt;br /&gt;5. Do I smoke?:&lt;br /&gt;6. Do I believe in God?:&lt;br /&gt;7. When you first saw me what was your impression?:&lt;br /&gt;8. My age?:&lt;br /&gt;9. Birthday?:&lt;br /&gt;10. Color hair?:&lt;br /&gt;11. Color eyes?:&lt;br /&gt;12. Do I have any siblings?:&lt;br /&gt;13. Have you ever been jealous of me?:&lt;br /&gt;14. What&apos;s one of my favorite things to do outdoors?:&lt;br /&gt;15. What&apos;s one of my fav. things to do indoors?:&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you remember one of the 1st things I said to you?:&lt;br /&gt;17. What&apos;s my favorite type of music?:&lt;br /&gt;18. What is the best feature about me?:&lt;br /&gt;19. Am I shy or outgoing??:&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you say I am funny ha ha or funny sarcastic?:&lt;br /&gt;21. Am I a rebel or do I follow all the rules?:&lt;br /&gt;22. Would you consider me a friend, an acquaintance, or a good friend?:&lt;br /&gt;23. Would you call me preppy, slutty, average, sporty, punk, hippie, glam,&lt;br /&gt;nerdy, snobby, or something else? :&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever seen me cry?:&lt;br /&gt;25. If there were one good nickname for me what would it be?:&lt;br /&gt;27. If I had broccoli stuck in my teeth would you tell me?:&lt;br /&gt;28. Do I drink and/or do drugs?&lt;br /&gt;29. What is my worst fear?&lt;br /&gt;30. Are you going to post this and see what I say about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news: I&apos;m drunk. Again. And sad. And I really want to quit my job and move to galway/.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2005 15:10:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Work</title>
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  <description>I have no life so I shall talk about work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon the best criminals would be identical twins because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they always wear gloves, they leave no prints, and as long as they&apos;re not caught in the act, no one can tell which one actually commited the crime, esp if one stays at home like. IT&apos;S QUITE HANDY LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IE: Which one done it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, that one, no, wait, that one... well, it was.... ARGGGGGHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can&apos;t positivly identify which one done it, then like, you can&apos;t really charge them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so should teach criminals how to be criminals.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2005 17:49:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>vampyres</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m going meeting the iva crew tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I;m drunk, and excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was meant to meet az and lash on Thursday, but I WAS LATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel guilty still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... THE COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t wait to meet them,i mean, I&apos;ve been talking to Az for AGGGGES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, Two posts in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t go overboard Pope.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2005 16:52:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I want the money</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m doing TRUCKLOADS of overtime this weekend, today 8 hours, sunday will be at least 8 and then monday i&apos;m doing like, 10 stopping traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m woking croker next sunday as well!!! WHILE ON NIGHTS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me look like a monay hungry whore. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not able to spell because I&apos;m celebrating the fact that I actually have a day off tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh/// and I remember now, drowning out the memory of the evil office ringing me today to tell me i have to go to templemore on thurday to decide the fate of my carreeeerrrrrr thing or something. I actually don&apos;t know why I have to go. I&apos;ll have to wait til monday to find out because I was too tired and lazy to ring evil Sharon today to find out. So WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE VODKA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POPE CATHY VODKA IN THE HOUSE!!! WHO&apos;S IN THE HOUSE??? POPE CATHY IN DA HAUS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m also thinking like, about how terrible I was yesterday. I took a car off someone because he had no tax, and it was a really hard descision, until I told him, and he started to abuse me completly, and then tears came into his eyes and I was like awwwwww, poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story. I felt bad though. But that&apos;s life I suppose. I&apos;m so going to get shot next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye now. Love ye all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pope Cathy Smirnoff.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 May 2005 13:36:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This Mortal Coil</title>
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  <description>Apologies to anyone whom I acted... strangely with in the past couple of weeks.... I was having a bit of a well.. I was basically depressed I think.. in the depths of my own self pity and hatred and the like, and I probably scared a few people and I really have to thank Mark and Valerie for being there for me... I kept it out of this journal, thankfully, by having a more anonymous one for the &quot;grrrrr at me&quot; entries, and it possibly helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I&apos;m back to my usual old self now, skipping down the road for no aparant reason, and whispering to the computers at work and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarily though, an old lady sent me a mass bouquet today... I&apos;m not quite sure whether to be amused or alarmed that she&apos;s praying for my soul... especially considering that I only met her yesterday, and she started off the conversation by offering me tea, and because I declined, she then offered me fruit.... yes, alarmed I should be I think....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, apart from that, I&apos;m actually doing my work for a change, and prempting the managements strikes against me by sending up reports before they even get a chance to ask me for them, my idea being that if they want to attempt to wreck my head with work, I can do the same to them. &quot;insert evil laugh here&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I must finish the last 10 pages of the Trilogy of Four, and then go and buy the Salmon Of Doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should get me through til Harry Potter comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am an extremely large child. Don&apos;t dispute it or attempt to change it...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 May 2005 08:18:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Taste In Moooosac</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#CCFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Your Taste in Music:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#C2F5FF&quot;&gt;Alternative Rock: Highest Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#B8EBFF&quot;&gt;90&apos;s Alternative: High Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#B8EBFF&quot;&gt;Heavy Metal: High Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#ADE0FF&quot;&gt;80&apos;s Alternative: Medium Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#ADE0FF&quot;&gt;90&apos;s Rock: Medium Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#A3D6FF&quot;&gt;90&apos;s Pop: Low Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#A3D6FF&quot;&gt;Adult Alternative: Low Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#A3D6FF&quot;&gt;Classic Rock: Low Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#A3D6FF&quot;&gt;Hair Bands: Low Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#A3D6FF&quot;&gt;Progressive Rock: Low Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#A3D6FF&quot;&gt;Ska: Low Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/yourtasteinmusicquiz/&quot;&gt;How&apos;s Your Taste in Music?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had a shit list of bands to pick from though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies. Off to bed for an hour or else I won&apos;t be able to do ANYTHING tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which would be quite shit like.</description>
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