irish blogs

in a moment of boredom i was wandering around blogland and i found a whole subset of irish blogs. the best was one that quoted some idiot in a newspaper waxing on about how irish blogs are poetic. due to our inherent scribbling ability, way with words, the same ole . . . . . . most were political, ranting and raving about the various topics of the day which made me feel quite shallow. yes bertie defending the church's role in education was disappointing well no, to be disappointed you have to have expectations, but really i cannot read/think much more about the ferns report

and i wish i could do that whole thing where what you type is highlighted and if you click on it, it brings you to a website which could explain all this, but thats for another day.

part of the reason ive been in front of this computer for way too long is the weather. i am thrilled ive friends in nice sunny rain-free locations (bitch)
but today i was literally almost blown over by the wind and then by some weird meterological thing, i managed to be cycling against the wind no matter what direction i went. i felt like eeyore, with the rain cloud+gale force winds following me
due to a missing left contact lens which makes depth perception difficult, (fun to play with when you're drunk, where's the path/step?) ive been surviving on glasses. with all the people wearing lenses whats up with the lens unfriendly sinks?
anyways glasses are grand even though i feel like a librarian. except for when it rains. and its dark. and im cycling. i love that my glasses have lenses made of glass but downside to their relative thinness is that you need glass cleaning stuff to clean them.

random complaint. whats the deal with people informing me of their perfect 20-20 vision. even better are the ones who declare they have better than 20-20. is it to rub it in? declare their superiority?

back to the weather thing, id someone else going on to me about how strange it was to have 75 degree weather. strange? im unbelievably jealous. in reality i dont mind the cold weather, kinda even like fall; the whole leaves changing colour, winter and the idea that nature's gone underground in preparation for a new start.
but this lack of daylight, or just lack of sunlight, drives me mental, around the bend like, and it hasnt even gotten to the worst point, where it gets dark around 3-4pm. also im a firm believer if it isnt bright outside, i shouldnt be awake; dawn gets later too.

so im rambling on about the weather which is perhaps the most boring subject ever, the top small talk topic, and the one that kinda makes your heart sink when someone starts in on it, cause i mean where can it go? oh what, shock, horror, you like it when its sunny and hot too? why cant we walk up to strangers and ask them when is torture ok? or if we all seem to prefer sunny weather, why on earth are we determined to try and live in northern europe? if the weather is so bad, why stay in ireland? what ties people to this country?

poor eoin. so he's havin a party tonite, he told people around 9. its almost 10. and he's like there's no one here. i give myself as an example, tell me 9, i'll be there at 11 on the dot. he even cleaned. i hope it turns out to be fun. im just not really in an anything mood, couldnt even shift my ass to go out on a friday, nevermind be sociable with people coming over to my house. here we go back on that subject but the weather really wiped me out. walking in the front door, beaten down by the wind, soaked by the rain, the last thing i want to do is leave, or be nice to anyone.
so the grumpy old woman is going to shut up, the party after all being in honor of people who just turned 20 and 24 respectively. so cute at that age!