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Also hello leannelithium!!!

http://community.livejournal.com/fanmix/2426671.html?view=14534703#t14534703-One of the bones mixes, Baby did you forget to take your meds? . An eclectic mix. I just got it, but I like it. The best song on there is "Home."

http://community.livejournal.com/fanmix/2437707.html?mode=reply- I was never a normal boy Um..pretty much the best Chekov mix i've had in a long time. Mostly alternative stuff. The best song is "I was never a normal boy" by Bang. I am not sure where I belong to..I Don't go out unless it's demanded....of me.....I already know what is outside...but what i don't know what is inside of me..

http://community.livejournal.com/fanmix/2431146.html?mode=reply if it makes you feel prepared . This mix has some good southern rock music, but it's not quite rock, you know? It just reminds me of it, really worth a look.

ok, so i've got two bones mixes and 1 chekov, but that's still an uneven number :(

BONUS MIX!!

http://community.livejournal.com/fanmix/2402944.html?mode=reply- I am a show you've got to see -a REALLY kick ass Kirk mix. Really upbeat rock music that is worthy of our number one captain!!!

Give me your opninon, flynn!!

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oh NO, SOMETHING RECORDED ME!!!

Also, I am a dork.

So.

My boss kinda gave me bad news last night.

Obviously, libraries somehow work on the support of the people, and levies to get funding, ect ect. Well, since we didn't get one this year, so branches are slowly closing due to lack of funds. I think this is mostly the smaller ones--Xenia and YS have a high patron count--but that doesn't mean we're safe at all.

So what does this mean?

well, obviously, no money, no way to pay the workers. And I swear I know i'll be the first on the chopping block. It makes me sad, because as much as I bitch and moan about my job, I really do like it, and it pays me a good amt of money for easy work.

Think it's time to dust off the good ol' resume and update it a bit...just in case.

So, i'm home!!!

The last day in Killarney was ok. When we got back from shopping, we went downstairs and hung out a little, using the internets. Well, Whitney did. I kinda slept a little until some guy woke me up asking for the time. Along with an older gentleman who seemed to be flirting with us. O.O Ewwwwww We then went to the bar and had some dinner, 'cause we were hungry. I had stuffed potatoes, and garlic bread. Whit had a goat cheese salad and some garlic bread as well. Both were very good. We decided to order dessert too. I had some whiskey ice cream that made me kinda buzzed (jeeze!) and she had like, the most heavenly smelling/tasting bread pudding. I wish we were staying one more day, 'cause I would have ordered that post haste.

after, we wondered if we wanted to stay for drinks and music, but we opted to hanging out in the lobby, we got drinks though, and listened from the lobby, since the pub was in the hotel we were staying at. Around 12, we went to bed. whit had to wake up at 2:30, and I had to wake up at 5:30. I didn't sleep much, really. I woke up when whit did, said sleepily goodbye, and then managed to fall asleep. I was awoken by my wake up call, which consisted of a robot voice saying good morning. Creeped me the hell out, to be honest.

I took a quick shower, and packed. Almost fell in the shower. it was slippery and the tub was kinda high for me. I chilled and drank tea until it was 6:25. Met up with everyone in the lobby. The bus ride there was crazy. :( it was about 3 hours, and my ankle--which still hurt--was killing me. So I didn't sleep, as much as I wanted to.

Checking in was good enough. I had make up a long list of everything I had, where i've been, ect. The airport passport people weren't open until 10, so I hung out. At 10, it literally took me twp minutes to go through. I went to my gate and waited like, 5 minutes. I got on my plane.

I have to admit, it was sad to leave Ireland. Bad and good, all the moments that made up this trip are all a bittersweet chocolate. I love ireland, so much, but I don't think i'd live there. I'd much rather have it as a lanugishing point for me, a place I know I can go to and relax. And eat.

The flight itself was pretty good. I sat in the asile, which was awesome, because I had, a week or so ago, hurt my ankle. So I could get up and walk around. I also could get up and pee without climbing over people. They had on demand tele!! So I watched a lot of house, and a few movies. The time passed, and we were served awful food. Well, the first round of food was bad. Some sort of spinach/pasta abortion. Blech. The secnod was pizza, which you can't really fuck up pizza unless you REALLY REALLY try.

Before I knew it, I was in JFK, and in the states again!! had to have my passport stamped, and my baggage checked. Otherwise, it was a lot of waiting. I had about 2 hours between flights, so I got something to drink. I called alex, and talked with him until I had to get on the plane!! Exclemation points!!!! They are being used here!!!

This flight went by in a blink. Seriously. After a 6 hour flight, A 2 hour one was like, nothing. I had to take the tram in cinci, but other than that, meeting up with the rents was a peice of cake. We went to frisches for dinner, and came home and I basically sat up and chatted with people until 12, which felt lame, but it was actually 3:00 or something in ireland, so jet lag kicked my fuckin' ass.

The day after was nothing. Class had been canceled for monday, because we'd all be jetlagged zombies. I hung out at home, and unpacked. However, in the evening my ankle started really hurting, so I went to urgent care, and it turns out when I had fallen at the giants causeway (I had tripped over a display) I had sprained my ankle. So I had walked 7 days on a sprained ankle, which isn't good. But it wasn't broken. I have antiflamitories, so it's a little better. I'm trying to keep it elevated.

Today it's more hanging out. I'm back in school. Wah. I still have jetlag. Wah.

Photos will come. I swear.

Love you all.

♥

am in our last stop in Kilarney. Tomorrow we're going to sherron, which is where our airport is...we're leaving at *6:30* which means I've ordered my wake up call at *5:30*....fml. I am absolutely knackered. Of course, it doesn't help that it's been pouring all day :P I went with James and Aaron and whit to music shops and then lunch, where I hads top notch curry. We then looked for an hour and a half for a music store that doesn't exist. Then Whit and I went gift shopping for her mother, which was a supurb fail, except I got three new books at the bookstore here, so win for me!

Now...we're kinda hanging out. I dunno what's happening. I'm trying to do homework but keep dropping off to sleep. I think I might go up to the room and take a nap.

So to recap: tomorrow I will be in the states. I'll miss Ireland, very much,it's been good to me ('specially the Aran Islands) but am eager to come home and see my parents again, ect.

Loff you all. :)

I was here yesterday. The Giant's Causeway is a natural volcanic occurance, but it was said that a Scottish giant was on his way across the causway to beat the ever loving shit out of the famous Fin MacCumhail, and seeing this, Finn's wife dressed him up as a baby, and when the scottish giant came, and saw this huge motherfucking baby, he ran, knowing it's daddy would be twice as big. He broke the causeway as he went, so Finn wouldn't come looking for him.

OH!! and it was clear that day, so when I climbed to the top of one part of it, I could see the verrryyyy tippy of Scotland!! T'was awesome!!

We walked. SO MUCH. I've been walked to death. At the causeway gift shop, I tripped over a display and banged my shin really bad. It's a LOVELY black and blue atm. We stayed in a really nice hotel, with internet, and a tea bar. It was lovely. Today we drove to where yeast is buried. I couldn't help giggling. This is why:

I had a dream a couple of days ago. I was walking down O'Connel street, and I rounded the corner and there was Yeats. I stopped and went "Mr Yeats, may I speak with you a moment?" he paused, sighed, and went "Only a moment." I then proceeded to smack the ever loving shit out of him right on the street. Nobody really noticed, strangely enough. However, around the corner comes Oscar Wilde, wearing a bright purple suit, his hair perfectly parted. He saw me beating Yeats and walked over calmly, and grabbed the back of my dress. He held me as yeats skittered away, and then he turned me, and dusted me off calmly. "Petal," he said quietly. "When one is in public, one conducts themselves....even if the offended deserved it."

I woke up laughing.

Anyways, we're up in castlebar, and tomorrow we're going to...look at castles, I think. lol not too sure, but i'm enjoying it!! Just a bit bored at our new hotel, which is nice, but the color schemes here scream. We're in a lime green room :( And it just became cool, too. I just finished soaking my feet in cold water and doing my homework. Whit and I might go downstairs and get a drink.

I'm coming home sunday, and we have class monday. WHAT.

Hi everyone!!!

Still in ireland, very busy with school and outings. Yesterday we hiked up O'connel street and went to the writer's museum where we saw a one man play about the irish writers by the former mayor of dublin, Neil O' Shae. He did a great Oscar Wilde.

I ended up getting a book about him that focuses on his sexual life, which is already awesome. This man is my hero. ♥

Drama, of course, has ensued in the house, but I am not letting it get to me. Fucking girls and their piss fits. I have people to hang out with. Fuck all the haters. Srsly. Dirt off my shoulder, son.



Went CD shopping after with Tony and Whit, then went out to the Castle Bar later in teh evening. It's a nice pub, but it was a little crowded. We listened to the session there, and drank a little. Of course, we (whit and me) got yelled at by the bartender, because he thought we were just going to sit there and not order anything. Which we were. We had just been walking everywhere and our feet hurt. Pfft. Nuts to you, man!! !I had a good time (even though drinks are EXPENSIVE...€500!!!). I eventually ended up finishing my Guiness+Whits Harp, so I was pretty buzzed last night. And of course I had to do homework. I hung out with the boys a little, and even managed to pinch a drag of one of their small cigars. Didn't help the sore throat I've developed, but it calmed me down and sobered me a little.

I fell asleep like a rock, and when whit woke me up, I was like "feck"

Hope everyone is wonderful in the states <3

My neck hurts.

want to know why?

So, there I was on good old Nassau street, near the statue of Molly Mallone and I was watching victoria get her picture taken.

That;s when...HE...came.

he was almost as short as me, but had a good 5 inches. Brown hair that shined red in the sunlight and curled sweetly at the tips..a book in his back pocket. He wore wire rimmed glasses....he smiled slightly, and it was a lovely smile, open, sweet, and easy.

...I swear, I never realized my head could snap that quick. I watched him until he dissapeared.

I'm pretty sure I muttered "God DAMN" under my breath.

I'm in motherfucking ireland, surfing at a kiosk. I hope I haven't missed my group :(

The flight was good, saw two crappy movies Escape from Witch Mountain and I slept through Hotel for Dogs . They gave us all sleeping masks, which I like :D they gave us dinner, which was some sort of pasta dish, and I managed to be concious for breakfast. It was a not ripe nanner, some OJ (which I slamed down like whiskey I was so thirsty) and a blue berry muffin. Yum?

So, I survived customs, I survived passport patrol. I am pretty sure i'll survive meeting up with my group...I hope. I'm going to be brave and have fun with this.

Even though I've felt like a cow going to processing half the time

Euros are pretty. Why can't our money have sparkly tape on it?

irish keyboards are WEIRD -Pokes-

Anyways, i'm going to go exchange money.

Love you all <3

This time next week, i'll be traveling around Belfast and seeing the sights. My grandmother has warned me that while some parts of northern Ireland are better,chatholics still are met with some hostility. While I don't practice catholosism, I was babtized as a Catholic, so...yeah, mouth shut.

But it's so weird to think..this week i'm in America..but next week i'll be in Europe.

Had breakfast with my travel mates, who seemed to like me well enough.

Life bounces on. I suddenly have school reading, stuff to do. I like this productive feeling!

why am I up?

More to the point, why am I up and fucking....slightly awake?

Got my books for classes....Am going to be reading Portrait of the artist as a young man by James Joyce....this should be...interesting. I've never tackled Joyce before.

Sarah, you're the joyce lover....will I be thumping my head for weeks on end and then just burning it and going to the pub around the corner for a stiff drink?

( HALP BAD TOUCH! )

This is why I love sims 3 ♥

Watched Charlie Bartlett today, am convinced Anton Yelchin is hot in any form now.