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Dec 06, 2007 08:39

That was a fun morning, and it's only half eight.

I woke up at ten to seven instead of half six. Half an hour late enough for the Dalkey airport bus to have left, Eric wasn't even up yet even though he said we'd leave at half six.... so I ran out and was on a bus to Stillorgan at about quarter past seven... got to Stillorgan about seven thirty-five... already probably too late to get the Aircoach, but I tried anyway. At eight I crossed the road and waited for the bus home. The Aircoach arrived a few minutes after but it was already too late to make it to the airport for check-in.

And.... Mark eventually told Sarah, when I was already on my way home, that he isn't going to the gig tonight. And it's not like he just found out or anything, he could have told me yesterday. But didn't.

Yes Mark, I'm pissed off.

But I'm actually relieved to have missed my flight. I have too much going on here and too little money.

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