So I'm in Ireland again. Everything's stayed almost exactly the same since the last time I was here. The caretaker cleaned up the mess at the grave, which I'm really grateful for. I don't have to worry about that. But other than that, everything is the same. This place never changes. It's separate from time. It only appears when I want it to.
... It's fucking Brigadoon. Da and his stupid movie. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, to be honest. But not my favorite. Sally could pick out a better musical for him to like. He hasn't called in awhile.
I'm going to attempt yoga. I bought some dvds before I left, I got a yoga mat, I am ready to go. Nice and relaxing. Ohm.
EDIT: For Jean-Paul.
Your Leprechaun Name Is: Twindle Cloverhopper
Top of the mornin' to ya, Patty!
What's Your Leprechaun Name?