Three...

Let me paint a picture in your head.
I was in the city today and saw an old man, sitting on what I could only identify as a giant aquarium, and found my self thinking a heart warming thought, that the distance between me and my followers must be half the length of one line of sagged skin underneath the old man's chin.

Nice picture eh?
My cousins from America are staying at my house at the moment and my mom is going crazy bringing them to famous historical Irish sites, none of which interest me in the slightest. But out of courtesy and some sort of twisted moral sense, I go with them. Today we went into Dublin city, and saw various mildly entertaining sights. The most invigorating thing we did was travel around on a 65 year old DUKW (boat/car hybrid) once use in the last Irish war. Whenever that was.

My head actually feels, for want of a better word, fizzled out.

There is something strangely comforting about listening to music that sounds like it is like 100 years old. I was slightly annoyed at having to listen to granny music for a whole three hours, but as I drifted in and out of sleep and or consciousness, my mind softened to the muffled yet well rehearsed sounds.

I find it very amusing when listening to a person who thinks they have the most important job in the world. That person being the radio guy who kept speaking in between each song.
I'm sure he's a wonderful person and a joy to speak to, it was just funny the way he was speaking as if everything he said was of vital importance.

I think I reached a milestone today, it being the realization and acceptance that I sometimes twitch in my sleep.

You can only imagine.
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I dropped 20kg of weights on my little finger at the gym yesterday, and now it has become my private source of amusement during the long lectures of the tour guides. I watch it change colour and flatten ever so slightly every few hours.


Once again my dears I shall ask on this special occasion, (special occasion being that this is my 3rd blog, I never usually keep doing blogs for this long) to follow me faithfully into the wilderness, I shall be your tour guide.

Lol.

Much love,
I must go bathe in the good feelings my family readily supply,

Lol. I think I just got sick a little in my mouth just there.


Copy and paste this link into your browser, and tell me, have you ever seen a bigger mouth?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IiuQSMDZ8zk&feature=PlayList&p=C9034C7CF04C6A5F&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=4


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