Qu'est ce qui se passe?
Je sais pas. Life of the moment is a big stew of time and things and time passing and things being done. A lot more has occurred since my last entry than I thought had when I first logged in to good old LJ, but it's all been a little samey.
That's not to say totally drab and monotonous, however. A lot of going out, but to different places and with different people. A lot of work... yeah, that's fairly monotonous, I'm not going to lie. A lot of seeing Adam, that still hasn't lost its non-monotonous allure.
Quelques choses of late:
- Threw a bit of a dinner-party cum booze-fest on Saturday. It was one of my ingenuous ideas; I don't want to have to pick a certain group to see on Saturday night so I have most people I know over. Result: I visually see everyone, but not conversationally. Still, I think most people had a ball and it was definitely my turn to host a little sumptin-sumptin'.
- Saw both Mongol and The Diving Bell and the Butterfly. Lucky to have a boy who doesn't go 'wtf?' at my bringing him to pretentious foreign films. Weeped like a tragic heroine through the latter and the beau put his arm around me when he noticed my not-so-effective efforts at hiding it. Áine scores an own-goal against modern feminism. But at least good old-fashioned romance got a kick out of it. Both films were good, I liked the off-centre cinematography in the former and the latter was beautiful and touching and stands as a testament to the beauty of human subjective experience.
- Been going out un petit peu, ended up at the opening of some new hipster indie kid thing in the Button Factory last Wednesday. I love it, there are loads of these things on of a Wednesday, because as soon as one gets popular a new one starts up for the hardkoer kids to shun its previously well-liked predecessor in favour of. First it was Antics, then Chemistry and now this Tetric thing. The Deadbots played last week, I enjoyed it enough to merit being a pretentious indie hipster kid for the night. A bitta Trashed too, went with Aoife's neighbour and her krew once and dear sweet Jesus do they drink hard. We serenaded middle-aged men on the DART. One of them even danced for us. He truly did make us believe in miracles, that sexy thing.
- J'ai visité ma belle Aisling hier. She's doing some Christian charity-work-cum-retreat thing so she's been busy but they had a party last night and I went out to visit. I really enjoyed it, between meeting new people and seeing the elusive dollface who will be FREED from her cult on Sunday.
- Met the beau's friends the Saturday before last at a party, saw some of them again on Thursday. No bad impressions made, I don't think.
- Was kissing the boy somewhat scandalously in a suburban park at midday on Monday when a bicycle garda whizzed past. Bad impression made? We laughed.
- No longer saving in expectation of a theremin. I've barely had time to commit to the piano so far this summer, let alone a notoriously difficult instrument I've barely even touched (or rather, not touched) before.
- Because I am a child of the modern era, I do need to splurge on something. A scooter is looking fairly tempting, means that getting places out in the suburbs will be a lot easier and that I can visit people more often. I need my full category B licence before I can drive a category M though, I think, so it may have to wait a little.
Beidh mé ag dul go dtí an scannán Batman nua amárach, táimse ag súil go mór leis. Tá cuma an-dhorcha air.
That's not to say totally drab and monotonous, however. A lot of going out, but to different places and with different people. A lot of work... yeah, that's fairly monotonous, I'm not going to lie. A lot of seeing Adam, that still hasn't lost its non-monotonous allure.
Quelques choses of late:
- Threw a bit of a dinner-party cum booze-fest on Saturday. It was one of my ingenuous ideas; I don't want to have to pick a certain group to see on Saturday night so I have most people I know over. Result: I visually see everyone, but not conversationally. Still, I think most people had a ball and it was definitely my turn to host a little sumptin-sumptin'.
- Saw both Mongol and The Diving Bell and the Butterfly. Lucky to have a boy who doesn't go 'wtf?' at my bringing him to pretentious foreign films. Weeped like a tragic heroine through the latter and the beau put his arm around me when he noticed my not-so-effective efforts at hiding it. Áine scores an own-goal against modern feminism. But at least good old-fashioned romance got a kick out of it. Both films were good, I liked the off-centre cinematography in the former and the latter was beautiful and touching and stands as a testament to the beauty of human subjective experience.
- Been going out un petit peu, ended up at the opening of some new hipster indie kid thing in the Button Factory last Wednesday. I love it, there are loads of these things on of a Wednesday, because as soon as one gets popular a new one starts up for the hardkoer kids to shun its previously well-liked predecessor in favour of. First it was Antics, then Chemistry and now this Tetric thing. The Deadbots played last week, I enjoyed it enough to merit being a pretentious indie hipster kid for the night. A bitta Trashed too, went with Aoife's neighbour and her krew once and dear sweet Jesus do they drink hard. We serenaded middle-aged men on the DART. One of them even danced for us. He truly did make us believe in miracles, that sexy thing.
- J'ai visité ma belle Aisling hier. She's doing some Christian charity-work-cum-retreat thing so she's been busy but they had a party last night and I went out to visit. I really enjoyed it, between meeting new people and seeing the elusive dollface who will be FREED from her cult on Sunday.
- Met the beau's friends the Saturday before last at a party, saw some of them again on Thursday. No bad impressions made, I don't think.
- Was kissing the boy somewhat scandalously in a suburban park at midday on Monday when a bicycle garda whizzed past. Bad impression made? We laughed.
- No longer saving in expectation of a theremin. I've barely had time to commit to the piano so far this summer, let alone a notoriously difficult instrument I've barely even touched (or rather, not touched) before.
- Because I am a child of the modern era, I do need to splurge on something. A scooter is looking fairly tempting, means that getting places out in the suburbs will be a lot easier and that I can visit people more often. I need my full category B licence before I can drive a category M though, I think, so it may have to wait a little.
Beidh mé ag dul go dtí an scannán Batman nua amárach, táimse ag súil go mór leis. Tá cuma an-dhorcha air.