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Oh, it's weird typing in this thing again. But I like it here, where it's really only our place and we can type and type forever without the restraints and leering eyes at Bebo!

Anyway. I got called for Jury Duty! I would be very excited about it except for a while I thought it would mess up Bob Dylan/Inter railing, and even after I figured out it wouldn't (it starts the Monday after Bob Dylan) the annoyance hasn't left. I probably won't even get picked. But it would be cool... especially if it's a cool trial. Oh, the worst thing is not being able to tell anyone about it! Do people really adhere to that?

Oh, I love my boots. They're so cool and sexy. They seem a bit too fashionable for me, I don't feel like me. But I do like their style, my puss-in-boots boots. They do mean that I have to wear earthy colours with them. And I swear upon my heart I will never, never ever, never ever, tuck any kind of jean material into any kind of boots. IT IS WRONG. I have spoken. Listen!

Oh, and is just me Kate, or does The Bitch Goddess Notebook make you yearn for violent out-of-control sex? Just me? Ok...
Current Location:
Home
Current Mood:
horny horny
Current Music:
None
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I'm at home, John sitting on my ground. I set him on Bebo and made his Myspace better. Loads of new pictures! I would have gone out tonight, ALISON. I'm sorry. I was just so set up for a night in and I absolutely can't be hungover tomorrow. No no no!
Current Location:
Home
Current Mood:
bouncy bouncy
Current Music:
Rent on TV
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I got three free days now and I'm bringing my baby to Donegal. It'll be fun. Just to piss around the countryside. Introduce him to the relatives. I don't know how he'll do it, I'd be shit scared! But he's actually good with people.

Poor Alison. We must give her gold and man slaves. I'll go out on Thursday, it's [insert one of Kate's friends I don't know all too well]'s birthday! And I was kinda of invited by Gav *shrugs*. I was going to go out with John to a gig, but I have to goto Fibbers now that it's Alison's big I-WILL-SURVIVE appearance.

So Thursday we shall meet, eh, KATE? Don't you love meeeeeeeee?

Current Location:
I told you, home!
Current Mood:
excited excited
Current Music:
TV
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# Working 9 to 5...

But not really. My hours are fucked up, as can be expected when you're working in the entertainment industry! ... er, anyway. I'm usually working until 10, which takes up a fuckload of your day. But I usually get a weekend day off 'cause that's when the part-time people work and a day during the week. And plus, I get paid! Like, money! Aaaah, on Thursday. I wonder how much I'll get with all that taxes business...

Anyway. The people are nice, only saw Siobhan there once! Was working in box office with a guy from my sister's class in Primary school. The times especially suck now though because of Kaoru. She's moved out of my house! I'm hope she's not mad or anything :-( I have Wednesday off if we could do something together, possibly? Before she goes, or perhaps that'll be a 'Ben night'.

Kind of done. Spent most of the weekend doing Bob-related things. He's leaving this Saturday. Friday was a night in Doyles. Things were a little fucked up... I left to meet Kaoru downstairs without telling John where I was going and he freaked out. I was expecting him to ring or text me, and he did, but for SOME BASTARD UNKNOWN REASON he couldn't get through. But twas ok. I'm just stupid.

And Saturday night was also a little fucked up. It was in a local Lucan pub where all of Bob's family and a few friends hung out, drank and talked, and once drunk enough we had a sing-song with guitars and everything! It was deadly. But knowing I had to get up early the next day to goto work, and thus goto sleep possibly before sunrise, I started getting pissed off. Yeah, I was a moody bitch, not talking to John or anyone, pissed as hell especially when John suggested he was going to go back to Bob's and leave me to get a taxi on my own. But he said he realised how stupid that was as soon as he said it, and retracted it.

But bah! It must have been the Southern Comfort. We're not having problems, I swear! We saw Hostel on Sunday (because I turned out to be sick on Sunday morning, not going to work -- if only I'd known that Saturday fucking night!). So very very disgusting, but really good. Cesky Krumlov is where it's filmed! Even though it's set in a town near Bratislava. It's mighty good for us backpackers, bwah.
Current Mood:
blah blah
Current Music:
None
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Hurray! I am happy! Movies @ Dundrum hired me. I've got my training tomorrow. This is funny going up against my last entry. Fuck you Cineworld! I should get a bike or something to travel from Stepaside, because it's mostly downhill. It's just the trek uphill that sucks, obviously.

I feel like I've seen pretty much every film worth seeing in the cinema now. Capote was the best of the lot. Syriana confused, and The Proposition was definitely good, but not as amazing as I thought. "Draining" as John said. But yeah, you did good Nick Cave.

Anyway, tara! I wish people would write more on this :(

Current Mood:
cheerful cheerful
Current Music:
Bob Dylan - Tangled up in blue
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Bah, I'm so bitter about UGC (oops, 'Cineworld') I avoided the place as long as I could. I obviously haven't got the job. Boo. John casually mentioned the supervisor (who he gave my CV to) was friends with his ex-girlfriend, and my paranoid notions of course pin this as the reason. It's a conspiracy! Or... there's the obvious reason that I - just - didn't - get - it. Poo, life is so boring and undramatic.

Doing some casual hanging with John for St. Valentine's Day. He's been sick and throwing up (yes, romantic) lately. I think he has food poisoning from a suspiciously dry, methinks re-heated numerous times, Lasagne in the Epicurean Food Hall we had on Saturday.

Fibbers on Thursday, yeah! I'm rather excited about that.

Current Mood:
pessimistic pessimistic
Current Music:
None
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Mmm. Sociopaths.

Well hello, people. I'm guessing people are becoming busy again, eh? Or moving onto our dear friend Bebo instead, neh, neh?! Well anyway, I still like typing in my livejournal. I thought I would be forever unemployed until John told me he might be able to get me a job in UGC. I would like this very much. I would like this very much especially since the Jameson Film Festival is coming up and Peter Sarsgaard's The Dying Gaul will be showing! Mmmmm.

I should hopefully get an interview anyway. And that should be all, folks. I'm a little obsessed with having a bath now, so I'll go!

Current Mood:
contemplative contemplative
Current Music:
Oprah!
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I am deathly sick (dramatic sweep of wrist across forehead). A simple brush against my neck, glands whatever the hell causes a pain... oh, not worth making friends with! God, I'm delirious.

I'm all alone for a good while anyway, people have things to do. My parents are still away in Spain. Lazy Bastardos!

I really want to go out on either Thursday or Friday though, so I hope I get better. This is rather annoying. Anyway, see the cut for some hilarity. It cheered me up anyway...

I thought you had to pay to try on hats!Collapse )
Current Mood:
sick sick
Current Music:
Amelie - J'y Suis
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Mmm. I've been looking up courses and such because I have to CAO (yes, I'm using it as a verb) by the 1st of February. You know, I'd prefer to remain a bum the rest of my life, but alas, I cannot. So, I've been favouring Arts in Maynooth.

What were those, screams of disgust? Shock? Well, through Arts in Maynooth I can do English -- yummy. UCD is seriously fucked up. I don't have enough points for English as a degree, but the Arts programme in UCD is incredibly complicated. And also, I think I can only do English if it's crammed in with History, Philosophy, Psychology (not so bad) and Economics (ugh). I'd prefer things to be easy, especially after witnessing Alison's struggle at the start of her year with subjects.

I'm not quite sure what else to apply for, you know. Surely I don't need to apply for much anyway because I know what points I have?

The luas to Kilmadcud (where my dad picked me up) brought such a flock of mounties. On they came, hair straightened and lightened, skin a tangerine hue, clothing of a pink, bejewelled with stylish accessories, ugg-booted variety. Out of the 10 there, only 1 had dark hair -- and she was Asian. Serious topics of discussion included, "You'd need a wardrope assistant for that," and "I lost 2 pounds dancing last night!"; one only had to note that such sentences were repeated with said first person changed to third: "Ashley lost 2 pounds dancing last night?". This was especially puzzling as they were in such close proximity.

They really took over the Luas, too! Not only with the chatter, but they almost made camp there, sitting around the pole (perhaps a future profession in the making?) in the open space of the tram. 'Twas not good.
Current Mood:
confused confused
Current Music:
Dusty Springfield - The Windmills of Your Mind
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It has been a strange day indeed! Well, no, actually it hasn't. I went to the Voodoo lounge last night, for the first time I might add. The bands were of a unbearable shouty metal type, and John's friends' band was not so much a musical experience as comedic. Thanks to a little friend called alcohol. And I don't mean that in a bitter "it was a laughable performance" way -- they were just funny. With partial nudity from Bob. Yay. But apparently they actually play songs sometimes, but darn it, I missed 'em.

I stayed over at John's and experienced hell getting up at 8 because John was going into town for his job. All I wanted to do was get home to Stepaside and rest. Most Joyously Kate wasn't able to goto the cinema so I didn't have to return to town, only to return home. Oh, Stepaside, you are indeed a thorn in my patience.

I am going to rest tonight. I rarely spend a whole day in this tower of isolation, called an apartment. I might embark on a journey to the Spar in the village. This is an epic journey my friends, not to be taken upon too lightly.

Oh, so many films to see! Memoirs of a Geisha, Jarhead, Breakfast on Pluto, Brokeback Mountain... this is a good thing after weeks of having seen everything in the cinema (or downrightly refusing to see anything 'Just' in the title).
Current Mood:
content content
Current Music:
Dido - Hunter
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