G. A. B. E. gonna get you high!

Guuuuys! *flailyhands* I LOVE my roommates! No lie, I seriously adore them.

(I HAVE INTERNETS RIGHT NOW. I'm mooching off that random network again, and it hasn't kicked me off yet! *crosses fingers*)

( The tale of my first night out in Dublin! )

Haha, wow, RAMBLING.

OH MY GOD YOU GUYS. I JUST REMEMBERED. JONATHAN RHYS MEYERS LIVES IN MY BUILDING. That's right, JONATHAN FUCKING RHYS MEYERS. He has the penthouse suite at the top and sldkfjgsldkjflsdkfjlsdkfjsdf. I found this out while quite drunk last night, and there was a LOT of high pitched noises being made. JONATHAN RHYS MEYERS. BRIAN SLADE. UPSTAIRS. ALDFSKLSDJFS.

This is actually not that surprising because the other thing I found out last night was that the apartments for this building? Sell for eight hundred thousand dollars. EIGHT HUNDRED THOUSAND. Jesus christ. I mean. They're really new apartments smack in the middle of the Dublin city centre, but damn. That's insane, seriously. And we get to live here! !!!!

JONATHAN RHYS MEYERS. *dies*

( PICTURES! My new apartment and bar shenanigans )

My roommates have actually all left for the weekend. They have a homestay thing organized by Butler, so I'm left here all on my lonesome *tear* It's fine though, since the internet's working right now, and tomorrow I'm going to glamorousnymph's best friend's birthday party in Wexford, and I'm sure I can entertain myself otherwise.

ETA: I forgot - I found out that Tom McRae is playing down the STREET from me, seriously. In November. And I really want to go but I don't know anyone that knows him! I should totally go anyway, Y/Y? Tickets are only 19 Euros! TOM MCRAE! I love him.

If you made it through this post, you get CAKE. Because, honestly. SORRY!

(I am so happy to be happy.)