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| Monday, May 30th, 2011 | | 10:19 pm |
| | Friday, October 8th, 2010 | | 10:41 pm |
The world is a funny place. I' ve just listened to a south american band play the saw doctors "I have fallen for an other" in a cuban bar in saigon. I'm inordinatey amused. Then again it doesn't take much to amuse me. Saigon is super cool though | | Sunday, August 15th, 2010 | | 9:33 pm |
Forgive my descent into maudliness. I'm feeling a bit in need of tea and sympathy. My brothers dog died last week but my Mom only told me today. He was "techically" my brothers dog but really made himself the pet of the whole family. He obviously had issues - we thought he was mute at first as he didn't bark for 6 or so months after we got him. He had a funny way of walking backwards from any strange male - including semistrangers such as Jonathan and Noel. He could literally use his head to adjust the windows so that he could open them and get outside with no help from anyone else. Each morning he had to do his patrol - all around the lawn, checking the hedlges, marking either pillar of the drive, and back to the back door where he would wait until let in. He came to us when he was 9 months old on Xmas eve 2007. Mom gave him a bath and into my arms in a towel. He was all scared and shocky and he didn't trust anyone. He was a bit like that for about a year before he really understood that we loved him and would never hurt him. In the last year or so he'd gotten to like cuddles and rubs and would curl up beside you. He had the softest little black ears and a gorgeous white Elizabethan ruff. Mom and I used to say he was dressed in a tux. He was so clever. He knew the walking sneakers and had the funniest little sneeze that he would come out with whenever he knew he was going for that walk. He was endlessly patient when my parents got the cocktail sausage dog who only wanted to play - but could never keep up. He was sweet, and lovely and had a personality all of his own. I'm going to miss my Sparkydog | | Wednesday, July 7th, 2010 | | 9:18 pm |
Went to see "Arcadia" in the Gate this week. Dubliners, if not too late, you should try and see this if at all interested in the theatre. I "loved" it. Thematically complex, linguistically rich and playful, it made me care. Genuinely. I find myself thinking of it 3 days later. I've had a decent year for plays, Krapps Last Tape with Michael Gambon was fun, but short. Twelfth Night was amusing. Arcadia was fab. I'm going to insist on seeing Death of a Salesman, though I didn't particularly like it when I read it a few years ago. Still, I'm sure it'll be better actually acted as intended. | | Thursday, January 7th, 2010 | | 8:01 pm |
I am a horrible horrible child.
I realise that this is a tough time for the Robinsons and I hope they make it through as happy as they can, but I thought this was funny. I was reading a thread about the scandal on boards.ie. The google add - No to paedophilia - nopedo.org Given previous comments, I thought it was amusing given that she, at 60, was having an affair with a 21 year old. (And yes, I do think the same age gap the other way round is also skeevy). | | Sunday, August 9th, 2009 | | 7:27 pm |
More happiness.
My cup really does overflowth this year. During a meh sort of a day on Friday I rather imperiously demanded that I be brought to the zoo on Saturday. And I was, and it was wonderful. Lions, tigers, tiger cubs, penguins, squirrel monkeys, hippos, rhinos, mara. The weather was warm. My shoes didn't hurt too much. It was just a fun day out. Though I was surprised by how many very small humans there were. Apparently 2-6 is prime zoo time. The day was topped by a trip to Thorntons for canapes. At about 5 J had noted that it was a little late to be purchasing nice foods for cooking and suggested the canapes. It was an excellent suggestion - though more expensive than the early bird those mouthfuls of delight enraptured me. Given we'd already been to Guilbauds this week it was tremendously extravagent. Still, sometimes you need to push the boat out, and sometimes the act of pushing the boat out brings you happiness. This week was made of win. | | Wednesday, July 1st, 2009 | | 7:53 pm |
Owie, owie, owie. Hmm, I gave blood today and my arm really doesn't like it. It never normally hurts but today, it just does. I don't want to use it for anything. Ah well. It'll recover swiftly I'm sure. On happier news, the year of more fun continues apace with holiday plans firming up. Flights to Athens booked, guidebook acquired and a plan to pick up a basic guide to beginners Greek. IT's always nice to be able to say please and thanks and count to ten after all. | | Monday, June 22nd, 2009 | | 12:02 am |
Every so often I'm wowed by my ignorance and the vast quantities of information available on the web. Today I learned that there is a pretender to the throne of Brazil. Also, that the same man tried and failed to assassinate both John Paul II and Juan Carlos of Spain. Yes, I realise that both of these nuggets are trivial in the extreme, but I like them. A failed European grab for Latin American power that still continues and a man that crazy doesn't begin to encompass. As part of the Year of More Fun, I spent the weekend in Howth - about 20 miles from home. It was brilliant. Good food, about 6 hours of walking on Saturday, some drinking, some purchasing of fish to throw at the grey seals. The hotel, was, well, ok, but did give me the opportunity to have a massage. The weekend was entirely made of win. I also hit the street theatre festival on Sunday afternoon. It was pretty fun, though as far as I could see, the theme was standing on heights and juggling some form of machete. Still, an addition to Dublin summers that I hope stays. | | Tuesday, April 28th, 2009 | | 8:33 pm |
And exhale
Whoof. It's been busy recently. The year of more fun continues apace. I made a visit to my favorite Dublin restaurant, Dax, on Thursday after a stupid marketing exam. I'm not sure if it's the topic or the exam that's stupid. I'm leaning towards the topic to be honest. I was the only one in Dublin to do that exam, so I'm not entirely sure why I have to wait until the end of June to get the results but hey ho what can you do. I went to my first tutorial in, wow, 5 years today. Well, it was billed as a tutorial. What it turned out to be was a man reading slides out to a room of 20 people. It was, excrutiatingly dull. At least it's some revision done for the May exam. Mom is now worried about the little brother who is having serious teenager issues at the moment. I'm nopt sure how I have to convey to him that some kind of study / revision is necessary for the Junior Cert, but apparently that's devolving on me. At least I don't have to deal with his social issues. Shudder. At least, tomorrow, I'm off the the wonderful land of Wine and Cheese - Bordeaux. Mild intoxication for the majority of my waking hours here I come! | | Monday, April 13th, 2009 | | 9:57 pm |
So, as typically happens at a bank holiday, I went down to my parents house. I was thrilled when I heard my little brother was coming over from London as well. All went as expected. I drank a lot of wine, we had a lot of laughs. One memorable moment occured Sunday morning. I, as usual, hadn't stirred from my seat on the couch on Friday night, why bother going to the pub when I have good wine, a book and a doggy beside me. However, some semi- random dude that my Dad gave a lift home to that night, decided to tell him that I have a big coke problem and that they MUST ACT NOW. Bear in mind I haven't gone out down there in over 15 months. Thankfull0y my parents know me well enough to know it was a case of mistaken identity. However, finding out about my Coke problem wasn't the most surreal moment of the weekend. Finding out my brother was married was. I walked into the kitchen after my shower on Sunday to find Mom looking kinda stunned. She said Noelie'd something to say, and he said yep, I'm married. K was having visa difficulties, so they headed down to the registry office and signed up to be married. What I found oddest is that they don't really think they're married as they haven't done the long engagement / big church wedding thing. In my book, they are properly married. Ah well, it was a fun weekend | | Sunday, February 8th, 2009 | | 7:09 pm |
DD is giving up cigarettes. This has gone far more smoothly than anticipated. Currently on day 9, and there have been no more fits of petulance and/or fury than normal. This, is surprisingly good. Oddly, going out drinking has not been a problem thus far, whereas staying in and playing on teh interwebs has had me fumbling for a cigarette unconsciously. Hmm. Definitely a learned response. I have declared 2009 to be a year of fun. Towards this end, I've gone to the cinema 3 times, for Slumdog Millionaire, Frost Nixon and Milk. I've been happily surprised by heartily enjoying all 3. Cinema goodness shall continue. I've also been to London to eat out and see a play. The surprising outcome of this is that Dublin can provide eateries as good as London. The play, Complicit, was awful. Still, more enjoyable than the current revival of Playboy of the Western World though. After the cigarette thing beds down a bit more, I shall have to find some form of exercise activity to take up I think. I'd thought nice walks, but then realised that we really can't do that so much at the moment. | | Saturday, August 13th, 2005 | | 12:42 am |
Current music - Don Giovanni with my fake dog on my lap. Current mood - relaxed So being in the country place again I get to update again. The last few weeks have been tough. As you know I have a shiny new job. And I like it lots. But when they said the internet is for business use only, they actually meant it. I've yet to see anyone in anything bar a medical site or a "what the hell is this occupation" site. I'm used to a job where I was told I was working "too hard, you need to do less every day" so I got to check out lots of ljs every day. Now I have work to do, and while I'm suitably grateful (I really, really hate not doing things) it means that I've lost contact to an extent. But, it has finally mangaged to push me into ordering broadband and so I'll soon have internet type stuff in the apartment. And that's a good thing. And on the job thing, now I have lloyds of london emailing me. And the institute asking me if I'm the next "leading light in insurance". Well maybe, but I've another 6 years to apply for that particular thingy. And I'd actually like to be mostly qualified before then. I'm also studying reinsurance this term. And my god is that boring. Whoever invented lawyers needs to have serious talks with people. Explanations are required. I was at cartographers and mr_wombats barbeque recently. And I must say I had far more fun than I thought possible. I met the nicest people, Dorian, I really hope the eye is feeling better. It was so relaxed and everyone was well, warm, friendly and interesting. And I really don't think there's a better combination. Guys I commend you. I'm actually in ridiculously good form these days. I got through July, which I generally hate, without much difficulty, I've actually made personal progress and am trying to talk to people about things. And I'm not even crying when I do it. Generally when I talk about stuff I tend to cry so for the first few mintutes it goes fine, then I spend most of my time explaining that while liquid is coming from my eyes it doesn't actually mean I'm upset, it means I'm stressed. The fact that I'm perfectly lucid and making valid and cogent points doesn't seem to sink past the visual. But I appear to be overcoming this to an extent. I went to see "The importance of being Ernest" recently. And while it's absolutely impossible not to love Wilde, and I recommend his stories to all those who have kids or will have them in the future, I didn't like it as much as I'd expected. Alan Stanford was magnificent as Lady Bracknell but except for the comic effect (which really isn't needed in that play) there was no reason at all why he should have played Lane. I found it a trifle jarring. Also, while I though Cecily was played reasonably well I didn't see the reason for an all male cast. Gods know that Stanford could have played Lady B perfectly well with the other two played by females. It could even have worked as well. There was a standing ovation. I declined to participate. I thought the production deserved extensive applause but not an ovation. Thought the set was perfection and the costumes done ideally. Other than that haven't been up to much. Went to visit my cousin who managed to smash her kneecap and tibia pretty extensively and has been restricted to crutchs for the next ten weeks on top of the three she spent in traction and got pretty blotto but that's about it. My personal life has taken a turn for the better. It appears talking is good. In fact, the world is good at the moment. | | Saturday, July 2nd, 2005 | | 10:51 pm |
Stuff and stuff
Stuff, you know, the things you deal with has been on my mind a lot recently. I've begun to think (or at least realise in a concrete manner) that everyone has stuff to deal with. In everyone's life there is something that has been incredibly traumatic to deal with. It may seem irrelevant to some people, it may be exactly what other people have dealt with. So how so we recognise what is important to other people? In my life, it's been something that's been visible, I think. I don't dissimulate well at all. If I'm upset, people know. But at the same time, some people deliberately refuse to accept that something is wrong. Meh! So what's being going on in my life, lots or nothing depending on your point of view. I got a new job, hopefully one without an evil boss who tells you to work less (am I one of the only people in the world who thinks work is where you, well, work). On the pro side, it involves more money, career progression and working in town, which means more chances to do things. People who do dance in Dublin watch out, you may be seeing more of me than you want to. On the con side, I'll be the newbie, I'll have to put myself outthere and face rejection and dislike. After working for a few years people know what you're like, they know your quirks, your oddness. And they either accept or don't. Now I've to go through that process once again. And it's scary. I still need to get my bathroom tiled, nine months after I moved in, I still have boxes of tiles and bags of grouting in my hall. Must, MUST get a tiler. This would be a good thing to do. And grout, it's an icky word, it just sounds, ..wrong. Friends, well I'm not seeing enough of them. MUST MUST MUST do something about that. Books, well I've passed the 250 in 2 years mark. Mother is trying to get me to sell them. I don't want to. for some reason I'm a lot happier about giving them to someone than selling them to a bookshop. I just don't feel right about it. I just cataloged a lot of them, name, author, genre and isbn number. | | Friday, December 24th, 2004 | | 9:47 pm |
Christmas
So for the first time in my life I've been officially (by my Mum that is) declared too sick to go to Christmas mass. While I'm not actually that bad, apparently a cold, allergies, a temperature and a cough are not good things to go to mass with. This is the same person who let me go with the flu, not a bad cold, the one and only time I've had flu. And it's not like I like the whole mass thing, but my baby brother is serving, and well, it's a tradition. Grr. I also have absolutely no sense of smell or taste, so the Gods alone know what my additions to Christmas dinner (potato stuffing, turkey stuffing, custard, sherry trifle (has possibly too much sherry), custard, cheesecake and the starter (seafood cocktail but won't be done till tomorrow)) will taste like. Mmm. Still, it's Christmas, it's fun and it's nice. So happy yuletide everyone, get merry and well, do things you like. | | Thursday, October 21st, 2004 | | 7:20 pm |
Today, we are happy
Which is nice. Just out of work after an 11 hour work day, the second in a row, and yet I feel good. I don't understand this feeling, but it's kinda nice. In general we like it. Went to a pub quiz on Tuesday with Cartographer and two of her friends. It was lots of fun. The free beer was especially nice. Not so nice at 6:30 the next morning though. Still, on balance, good clean fun. We indulged in mediocrity and I, for one, felt entirely comfortable with same. Ah, I've figured out the happiness, it's payday tomorrow. Is there a sweeter word in the English language, or indeed any other one. | | Saturday, October 9th, 2004 | | 4:15 pm |
Another important lesson in dds life. If you're going to take a relaxing bath, wine, cigarette, book and candles, be very very careful about where you position the candle. Do not put it in an area where your hair may possibly come to rest. A sudden sizzling noise followed by a rather icky smell is not at all relaxing. In my defense, it was half two in the morning before I decided to take this bath, but that's not much of a defense really. Currently reading "Are you somebody". In case anyone else should wish to, don't. Terribly self justifying. Which in itself isn't a bad thing, but a book of it is. Also reading "Warpaint" which is a biography of Helena Rubenstein and Elizabeth Arden. Not so bad really. Have to start studying soon though. Have to. Have resigned self to failing one at least (haven't looked at book yet). Met the Seanymonster along with Nonhae last weekend. He looks fantastic. Best advertisement I've ever seen for getting the hell out of this country. | | Thursday, September 30th, 2004 | | 12:55 am |
Oops
So, today we learned an important lesson. Just because your mother says something to you, does NOT mean that you can say it back to her at an appropriate time. Mother dearest asks me where something she put away is, I say I don't know, she says fine, I tell her I don't appreciate her tone of voice (it was that really sarky one she does so well). She retreats to huffy silence. So then, rather stupidly ten minutes later, I tell her that maybe now she understands why I don't like it when she tells me off for my tone of voice. BIG MISTAKE. Cue much cursing and me leaving the kitchen rapidly. Me so stupid. On other news, where's the panic, seriously where's the panic. I've exams in 2 weeks time and I yet have 350 pages to read, let alone learn. Why amn't I panicking. This is when I get work done. I have a deadline. Great, I'm now panicking about the conspicuous lack of panic. That's got to help. Right. I also learned, I hate the country. I've been down home since Saturday and I'm bored stiff. Not enough to study, but enough to re-read childrens books. So, so glad I'm returning to civilization tomorrow. Also really looking forward to meeting the Seanymonster and Nonhae on Sunday. Why is it that I have the best times with my ex and his sort of ex who morphed into my seriously wonderfully cool friend. Argh, as you can see I'm angsty again. Must post in a good mood sometime. Also, can someone please tell me why Mundy is completely unfindable on Kazaa? | | Wednesday, September 15th, 2004 | | 6:11 pm |
Bloody bloody windows. I think I may cry if my stupid computer does one more stupid thing today. If I don't the IT dept. certainly will. I've heard more:"I've never seen that before, wait till I call everybody over so we can all look and pity the poor fool who has to deal with this." Well maybe they stop at the "and pity" but I can hear it. Also, apparently I'm one of the few people who knows their computer name off by heart. Maybe this has something to do with the fact that I looked it up every day for like ten days in a row. Sorry, I rant. Still, I think I'm entitled to, and as all who know me know, I like ranting. It's good for me. Have to get the frustration out somehow. Anyway, due to the joy of internet at work, I will be updating more regularly from now on (wouldn't be hard). So I'll leave now and go back to moving my hands in a threatening and slightly worrying manner at stupid Word. | | Saturday, May 1st, 2004 | | 3:51 pm |
Yeah yeah
Ok so I finally got around to going online with my journal. Why, I'm not entirely sure, but this is where it will be. So, here I am, at home, the sun is shining and I'm sitting here at my Mums computer going, "I really should be outside", but as usual thinking and doing are two utterly incompatible concepts in my head. I'd love to be able to say that interesting things are happening in my life, but, alas no. I'm still stuck on boys, boys are strange creatures who are utterly beyond my ken. Interesting to study but I'm not entirely convinced of the practical uses of them yet. Anyways, I must go and pay duty visits to people. Talk again later. |
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