Sunday, December 30, 2007

Deirtear gur "tús maith" leath na hoibre ach is é "HOI" leath na HOIbre!

Beannachtaí na Féile is athbhliain shuaimhneach oraibh (ortsa i ndaírire).

Tá sé in am do mo dhiongbháilteachta a ghabhann leis an teacht don Bhliain úr.

1) Ba mhaith liom bheith i mo mhúinteoir: is cailín an-dheas í.
2) Níos lú "staidéar."
3) Níos mó staidéar.
4) Labhraím níos mó fraincís.
5) Ithim níos lú francaigh.
6) Dhúnmharóinn bridín.
7) Thabharfainn go feasach tuairisc nó ráiteas bréige a chuirfeadh i gcéill cion a bheith déanta nó a d'fhéadfadh imní a mhúscailt faoi shábháilteacht daoine
7) Chuirfinn i gcéill go tuigeann éinne leis an teachtaireacht sin.

Go raibh an ghaoth go brách ag bhur gcúlanna.
(So you'll be freezing!)

Sunday, December 23, 2007

I've forgotten the taste of a Breakfast Roll..

...but sure the Belgians have the "Sub-machine gun" instead...

... I'm so proud of it, I wrote a wikipedia article about it!

Now, where did I leave that Christmas Pudding Recipe...

Friday, December 21, 2007

All I want for christmas...

Santy, won't ya buy me an iPod Nanotm,
Or an MP3 Walkmantm, or Creative Zen Microtm,
My friends all have podcasts, I need to downlo-ad,
Santee-ee-ee, won't ya buy me an iPod Nanotm.

Santy, won't ya buy me a Nintendo DStm,
Compared to real ones, Nintendogstm make less mess,
I know I got XBoxtm, but never-the-less
Santee-ee-ee, won't ya buy me a Nintendo DStm.

Santy, won't ya buy me two (blonde) Swedish twins,
I ain't got much history, but I'd get stuck in,
I could ask for triplets (with one just watchin'),
DadSantee-ee-ee, won't ya buy me Swee-ee-dish twins.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

What wit it cuming up to the crimbo and all...

Well he's gone. Leaving a trail of debt and destruction, the infamous (un-famous) T. Kinsella's gone back home to Dublin after a whirlwind weekend in Brussels, Louvain-la-Neuve & Leuven.

We went to the Heisel centre in Brussels. It was my first time to stand under the Atomium, very impressive close up, three-hundred feet tall if it's an inch… which it's not. Then it was off to the Oceade. They've got slides there. Extreme slides. Going down one is unwise going down all of them is not quite as intelligent as a mildly retarded woodchuck suffering from late-stage syphilis.

We also made the Trip into Flanders to the city of Leuven. Twas the best fun a group of Irish people had had since Mike & Liam Earl took the 16:07 Ryanair flight. Other stuff also happened but like an underage gay, I can't be arsed.

The weather here is pretty cold so I'm saving up for a snow-melting machine. It's beginning to look like quite a slush-fund.

As the smoker of time steps outside for the cigarette of fate and learns just how dangerous smoking is if you step out of a cable car, I notice it's time to sign-off. Once again it's seems that life, like Eric Cantona, can sometimes leap up and give you a kick in the head.

No words of sadness or regret could express how I feel... However, words of joy and excitement probably could.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Hey T.K., Orange you glad you asked me to update this...

One of my friends, who shall remain nameless, is coming over on Friday. He's taking the Ryanair flight to Charleroi. There's no need; they have plenty of flights there already.

I was planning on giving him a cordial reception, but I'm all out of Ribena, so I'll give him a beer reception instead.

Funny (first time for everything! -Ed) story about T. Kinsella, wait that's too obvious, let's call him Thomas K., actually:
Christmas party two years ago, there was a spot of karaoke. Tom got up and sang "Hot Stuff" while disrobing. There's nothing like a pitch perfect voice, and let me tell you, that was NOTHING like a pitch perfect voice. The rumours ARE true.... He sung like a horse! Must have been one of his off days as he is generally pretty talented at karaoke, the girls swoon for him and he's competed in a few competitions. Indeed, he's had many successes under his belt.

Well, got a lecture to go to, and I haven't had my lunch yet.

Remember, in the words of the Hoff:

"It's better to have loved a short girl, than never to have loved a tall."

Saturday, December 8, 2007

Naked Tuesdays moved to Naked Saturdays, due to lack of interest

My flatmates have decided that Naked Tuesdays would be better off as "Samedi Nus". Given that I'm the only one around on the weekends it hasn't had the effect I'd wanted...

I'm cold.