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Sam here….

I'm oh so smart! la la fucking la! I type posts out in word on my work computer when I have time to think, save them to my USB key thing, and copy and paste them in! Ok, now that that's sorted....

I think the dynamic is changing in the house. My mammy told me about a week ago that any ‘special friends’ I want to bring back to the house will be made very welcome. She couldn’t bring herself to use the word boyfriend yet, but it’s a step in the right direction anyway. I’m looking forward to the day when it will be seen as acceptable for me to have a gorgeous, funny, sensible man on my arm, and be able to bring him to Sunday dinner with the family. So there’s hope, and that’s ok.

I got paid last Friday. On Monday morning, I went to take out €50 for shoes and coffee, and was told I had insufficient funds. I had €3.79 left in my account. So this leads me to wonder how I spent that much in 3 days. Now I have no idea, but it reminded me of the episode of sister sister where the girls lose their car and Lisa and Ray know it, so as a punishment for the girls not telling them, they make them do all ridiculous stuff that you need a car to do! Like my mammy told me to get stuff in town, and I couldn’t afford it!

Dar and the BF. They keep breaking up and getting back together. I wish they’d either break up for good or just stay together, because apart from the two of them being so volatile, it’s annoying me, wondering when I get to bail into Dar! I know it sounds selfish, but there you go!

Everyone is away in Galway, Washington, Florida, Turkey, Wexford, Derry and Sardinia! So it’s pretty much just me left in Dublin over the next two weeks, and I’m going away on Saturday for 8 days so there’s going to be nobody! But this time 2 weeks, everybody will be home so it’ll be brilliant!

I've kind of lost interest in blogging. I know that's a horrible thing to say but it's unfortunately true. Maybe when life gets regular again things will be different, but I don't know...It remains to be seen!

Fabulous Youth!

Sam here!

 

So, I've been a busy boy lately. We'll start from last friday!

Friday; Party down the road from me. Stroke lights and rap. Not my scene but I went, and had a good laugh, and 6 corona and a little bottle of jager! Home time was 1AM

Saturday; BBQ and drinks, because it was such a nice day. Bottle of wine cooler hit the spot just right, with a bit of ice. Home time was 2AM

Sunday; Post wedding party in a friends. More of a garden party really. Pina Coladas' all round, with cider, miller and vodka. Work the next day though, so home time was 2AM.

Monday; Free house a fair distance from home. Went anyway, it was a good laugh. Lots of vodka and coke, not even tipsy though, I've got work again tomorrow! Home time was 12:15AM

Next Wednesday; BBQ for a friends 18th. It's supposed to be a really nice day, so that should be interesting!

Next Thursday; Going out for €3drinks with Dar and other lovely people. Shaping up to be a good crowd that night!

Next Saturday; Going on the Irish Jamboree as staff, should be a good week. It's from the 2nd to the 10th, so there'll be no posts!

Meet The Other Man

so yesterday, as you know I was seeing Dar. We went and bought stuff, walking around, having a chat. Then the  boyfriend showed up. He never said hello, he even avoided eye contact with me, which was really childish, and set the tone of the afternoon. We went for a pint, and they fought CONSTANTLY in front of me. So this was the weirdest thing ever, I felt like Dr. Phil! So during the fights, boyfriend calls me an asshole 4 times and tries to throw a drink over me. He then storms out of the place, and i went to the toilets to get changed out of my work clothes and stuff. I get back from the toilet, and boyfriend says the shoes i just bought the hour before with dar are ugly. So i was really pissed off about that. They then fight about me in from of me for the remainder of the afternoon. I got the fuck out of there. When I got home, I called dar, wondering what the fuck. I was tempted not to bother seeing him again until boyfriend has fucked off, because that was unbearable. So dar says that he's going home with boyfriend and about 5 minutes after i left boyfriend felt really bad, because i'd been really nice to him, because i've nothing against him. So i tell dar to tell the boyfriend(who is asleep beside him) to pretend today never happened, that's what i'm doing. About an hour later, I get a text from boyfriend apologising for being a total dick to me, and that i'm really nice, and he can see why dar never shuts up about me etc etc. So me and the bf are playing nice now.

What a start to the weekend!

Daily Observation

Sam here....

 

Its been a while since something made me really laugh out loud in public. Today at the bus stop these two common women, with more chains than a bike shop, were running for the bus. they missed it, but kept running. About 20 feet down the road, the bus stops in traffic, the 20-a-day chain smokers wheeze their way up and proceed to clatter their fake gold rings off the window, asking the driver to let them on, but he can't, because its not a stop. It was brilliant. The words that were coming out of their mouths! LMAO thinking about it actually.

So this fine Dublin evening, myself and a friend went for a walk along the seafront. The tide was out, so we thought we'd go down off the concrete path, down the 10ft stone steps and walk on the gravelly sand. So, we presumed there'd be stairs at regular intervals, but alas! We had walked for half an hour, with no way up, down from a 10ft drop we couldn't climb, and the sand and stones had turned to sludge. We eventually turned back. Wanna see photos? Yeah ya do!

Our feet...

 

The shower when I threw my jeans and shoes into it!

 

 

Ok, I need comments for this; Is it me, or is this the ugliest building you've ever seen. Comments and photos of uglier buildings would be appreciated!

 

I'm seeing Dar for a drink on friday. He gets exam results, I get paid. We're going shopping for sex toys and then on for a pint. It's the thing getting me through this week so far. Him and the BF have been killing each other for weeks, and after a brief split their back together, but the BF still cruises apparently. It all remains to be seen, but I can't wait for friday!

Imagery Buzz

 

Ok, my pictures are pretty self-explanatory, but I have to explain these next 2. I fucked up my laptop, and the hinge was pretty much hanging off. Got it fixed recently. Here's a before and an after;

Before;

After;

Updates

OK. So last thing ye heard, was that Dar and his BF had ended things. So I was there to comfort him and the like, and we're seeing each other this Friday. So that's ok. But late Saturday night I was asking him how things ended with the BF, and Dar said that they, in fact had had a huge blazing argument, but were now back together. Through gritted teeth, I text him telling him that I was happy things worked out for him. I still really like him, and I don't know why, but sometimes it feels like I'm making things more difficult for myself.

Ok, so the rest of the weekend? Hannah, a good friend of ours got her tongue pierced, and there was suitably laughter all round as I recorded a Speakerphone call with her trying to say difficult words. She now has a lisp!

Em, work is surreal all the time. My boss is the nicest person in the world. I mean seriously, she buys me coffee, gives me half day every 3 days pretty much. But according to everyone she's the devil in disguise. I don't understand it, but things are going well.I go in, read the papers and the Argos catalogue, the newspapers, mess around on the intranet and do little else. I'm getting pretty good money for it too.

I think that's it.....

update

I have lots of news. But it's 7:18AM and I'm getting dressed for work. I promise an update later.

Single Status

Sam here....

So Dar and the boy broke up just there. His boy was on gaydar and Dar caught him. his status was single, he hates bears(dar's a bear) and dar also found stuff on his phone. So basically Dar confronted the guy and now he's single. He needed advice so I rang him. Near the end of the conversation he asked me if he should just get out there of go back to his guy. Now that's a problem for me, because I still want to fuck dar like there's no tomorrow, and any answer I give will be selfish and biased. I'm meeting him for a drink tonight hopefully, just to talk about what happened.

Sam Here....

Work is easy, work is fun, work should be for everyone!

Seriously. Work is the best thing ever. I actually love my job. I go in not before 9, get coffee with the others for about 2 hours, go downstairs and do stuff until lunch. Have lunch for about 2 hours, and read the paper until about half 3, when it's quitting time!

Irish taxes are paying me to do that?? I love this country. I rang a mobile from a landline today and was on the phone for about 20 minutes. Taxes will pay for that. Thanks!

While we're talking about offices and stuff, can someone please tell me what this little gadget is? It hurts when you nip a finger trying to figure out what it does anyway!

Oh, and I'm toying around with buying a new laptop. I'm currently using a Dell Inspiron 1501 with XP. I'm looking at the Dell web site, because they have a big sale on laptops, so can anyone recommend me anything for under €700?

Current Listening; Maria - Blondie

12 of 12 July

This is shocking Graffiti. "Gardai(police) that worked at clontarf garda station and areas around were and still are gays and whores"

Its been raining for weeks on end. Seriously.

The view out my bedroom window. It's kinda cool, but I wish I was between the 2 houses so I could see further back.

A rare sunny moment. I like the way you can see the rays of light. And yes, they are my runners.

 

Me, stuck in a jumper!

€1.36 for a litre of unleaded petrol! Still not as bad as America though.

Cheesy bagels and water!

So we were walking down the road, and we saw this random elderly woman sitting on the side of the road in a camping chair. When we were walking back, about an hour later we saw her again! She hadn't moved lol

This kept my 3 year old cousin amused for hours. It's a magic bottle to her, how does it stay up against the sofa??

I had a little surgery on Tuesday, and when I was in surgery my dad bought me this. Bowie, live 1972!

The most ridiculous slogan ever. I don't think it's effective!

More Bad Parenting.

Sam here....

It's 1:22AM

Parent of the year told me that she thinks I made a bad choice this morning, and that she was disappointed. I've been thinking, and now, I know it shouldn't have, but she's ruined my day. Lets not lie about it, I've been internally obsessing over it.

I mean, how dare she be so selfish. Or am I being selfish? It wasn't a choice, even indisputable science has shown that I didn't make a choice.

Their both disappointed, and think I made a bad choice. My brother is an alcoholic, and refuses to get treatment. He refuses to admit that he can't control his drinking, even though it's as plain as day, and they've said to him that their disappointed in him.

Is being gay equal to being an alcoholic?

Conundrum of the Week

 

Ok, I was drunk and stole a 'for sale' sign.

Now how the fuck do I get rid of it?

It won't burn, and it's shockingly difficult to cut because it's been laminated so many times and it's made of plastic. It won't fit in any bin that the city council collects.

So, what do I do now?

Comments on this post are mandatory. (Y)

Gotta Love Ireland

Sam here....

There's a huge music festival called Oxegen happening in Ireland over the next few days.

Group of lads were heading down, and their bus caught fire. Everyone and their bags get off, and what do they do?

Sit on the side of the Motorway in camping chairs drinking, watching their bus go up in smoke.

Only in Ireland!

Timewarp & Ignorance

Sam here....

 

Wow, it feels like months since I've blogged. I don't know. I mean it's only been 3 days but wow. Anyway, down to business. What's new in my life, you ask? Em, my parents are like 'The Little Book of Stupid Advice', in terms of my sexuality. You'd swear that I'd been living in a cave with no human contact! Generally their advice is heard with a smile, then forgotten!

I did bad, but according to Dar I shouldn't feel guilty. I avoided a family thing, because my cousin is gay (Back story here). I avoided a gay and one that I'm related to as well. I mean, I know he's gay, he knows I'm gay, but we both don't know that each other is gay, if that makes sense. Anyway, Well worth it.

I hate Damien Rice. I fucking hate him. With a passion. Grrr.

Pretty boy who knows I like him. I@m being mean to him. The one from this shameful night. We talked online, he pouts, I stopped writing back, and blocked him on MSN. It feels great. I'm having an independent Woman' moment!

I've been taking a lot of photos lately. Like every day. It's weird, but 'You're exactly like your father' apparently. I can't imagine my dad being artsy. He hates cameras and stuff.

Turns out Dell weren't bullshitting me when they dropped this bombshell. 100% battery = 38 minutes remaining. I'm not particularly bothered, life goes on.

Am I on drugs? Because I'm so unstressed every day. Like I wake up in SamLand and wander around in like of a braindead haze all day every day, looking for my next fistful of currency. My drug of choice? These bad boys.

Did you people know that I hate youtube? There's 3 videos from it embedded on this blog. I just think that there should be like a common sense sort of censor. Blurry phone videos of crap are just a waste and get in your way when your looking for something specific. It annoys me to go onto a blog, just to see some blogger dump a code down, write a sentence and call it a post. 98% of the time, I don't watch the video.

 

On The Hunt

Sam here....


I want a man. But I'm not looking. I'm going to smile, be nice, talk, be myself and see what happens. There's a whack of desperation off changing who you are, just so someone will like you. I feel free since I'm had that epiphany.

It's lashing rain here. I mean lashing. It's a night for cider, pizza and good friends.

I'm working on something interesting. But its not written words. You'll see soon enough.

Happy belated 4th of July to my American readers!

Anticlimactic

Sam here....

I haven't been posting much lately. I know, and I apologise profusely for it. But to tell you the truth I'm kind of in a slump at the moment. I came out, I finished my exams. I'm still here, now what? I mean what am I supposed to do now? All my friends are working or away, so there's 4 of us unemployed and still in Ireland, and things are getting boring.

I was looking forward to this summer of freedom so much that now it's here, I'm just disappointed. I'm feeling a bit empty or something, and I can't put my finger on the reason. I want something or someone, I don't know. This feels pretty shit. My parents are home today thank god, a bit of order in the house.

At lunch with an old friend recently, she was saying that she was doing volunteering work at night, handing blankets and soup and rolls and stuff out to homeless people, and that sounds good, I might try drum up a posse to come with and volunteer.

I know my paranoia is going 90 here, but I think people might be avoiding me. I don't know, it seems like their constantly busy. I miss things the way they used to be.

This post has no real point, I just felt driven to write something, despite the fact I'm only in a towel and my hair and face is dripping onto my laptop.

I need to think.

Current Listening; Be Good To Yourself - Journey

An Open Statement To Central Europe

Sam here....

• My area is inhabited by hoards of students over here to learn English for the summer. They all go to the first bus stop and literally 40 of them fill the public busses so nobody else can fit on by the 2nd or 3rd stop.
• They talk really loud. I mean really loud. I thought we were loud but my god these people must not know how to talk quietly.
• When in the city centre, they walk SO slow. I'm in a hurry, and 70 or 80 Marco's and Elena's are stopping in the middle of a crowded street to talk a picture of a poxy shopping centre is the least helpful thing ever.
• We Irish drink, that much is true, but just because you're in Ireland, doesn't mean you can walk around at 1PM drinking Cans of Guinness.
• The oversized leprechaun hat screams 'mug me!'. Fucking dicklet, take it off.
• When you look at us, turn to your friend, say something,laugh, and 3 of them begin to stare, don't look upset when I gave you the 2 fingers.
• Headphones In, or on the phone doesn't mean you can shout broken English at me, in a crap bid for directions.
• It rains a lot here. Buy a jacket, plastic poncho's make you look homeless darling.

Current Listening; Tear Me Down - Hedwig And The Angry Inch Soundtrack