| I just failed my sixth driving test |
[Dec. 4th, 2009|03:47 pm] |
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Four of the other five said 'I'm afraid it's not good news', the other one said 'I'm afraid your NCT is out of date' so we never really got to that bit. This one said 'it's not good news I'm afraid', which is, at least, a little different. |
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| An open letter. |
[Dec. 1st, 2009|08:43 am] |
Dear Internet,
Names that contain 'special characters' are not necessarily 'invalid'. Please leave your small minded, English speaking only world. If you cannot acquire the necessary skills to actually implement a system that allows them, please change your error messages to say something more like 'I'm sorry, our software can't handle your name, can you please dumb it down a bit'.
Regards,
Sorcha Nic Amhalaí
P.S. Don't get me started on the 'required' post code field... |
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| too! |
[Nov. 30th, 2009|07:02 pm] |
Simon has a bunch of words already, though most of them are impressions of the words, like 'boh' for bottle and 'gadah' for granddad. We've been trying to make a list, but we both have bad memories.
Last night I was leaving him with someone, and I said 'I love you' and he said ' too'. Perhaps the cutest thing I've ever heard. |
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| Ten years of adulthood (abridged). |
[Oct. 21st, 2009|03:15 pm] |
At 18 I was a Fibbershead, sat my leaving cert, had a summer job, started college.
At 19 I was in first year in college, rediscovering myself, reinventing myself.
At 20 I met and later fell in love with JC.
At 21 I worked on a switchboard in a hotel and got lots of reading and college work done.
At 22 I did work experience I hated in a large company I won't name.
At 23 I realised I had fallen out of love with JC, had the time of my life living in London, came home and fell in love with Brian, finished college with a first class honours degree, took up swing dancing and broke my foot in a playground (it was a busy year).
At 24 I fell out of love with Brian, got my own fantastic shoe box flat and started my first real grown up job.
At 25 I met and fell in love with John and started my second real grown up job, where I still am.
At 26, on or around my birthday, I got pregnant. Without knowing that I went to America for work, intending to be there for six months. I came home when I found out, moved to my sister's house, bought my first car and gave birth to the best baby that ever lived (no bias ;)).
At 27 I agreed to marry John. I carried on life as a mother, other half, sister, employee, gamer and occasional dancer. I also smashed up my first car.
And here I am, 10 years an adult.
E.T.A. It's not actually my birthday till Sunday, though I appreciate all the birthday wishes. 'And here I am, 9 years, 11 months and 24 days an adult' just doesn't have the same ring to it. |
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| My car is dead, long live my car |
[Oct. 16th, 2009|01:51 pm] |
Mary-Jane, my beautiful car, is 'beyond economical repair'. This makes me sad.
It also means I need to buy another car. I was thinking that I might go for a second hand hybrid car this time, if I can find one reasonably priced. Anyone got any suggestions for where to start on that idea? |
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| My birthday is longer than yours... |
[Oct. 13th, 2009|09:30 am] |
I have had four hours more birthday than most people have had when they are exactly this age. I was born on Sunday, October 25th, 1981, the day the clocks went back, meaning that that day was one hour longer than most days. In 1987, 1992 and 1998 my birthday once again fell on a Sunday, gaining me another three hours over other people my age. Because of the way leap years fell in the meantime, I haven't gained any more since. But this year it'll happen again and I'll have had five hours more birthday in my life than most. I am privileged.
P.S. I'm working on a post about the extremely interesting week I had last week, I'll stick it up when I'm done. |
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| What did the third little piggy have? |
[Sep. 21st, 2009|10:15 am] |
I'm not talking about the three little pigs, I'm talking about the third little piggy of the five in the poem used for drying children's toes:
This little piggy went to market,
This little piggy stayed home,
This little piggy had WHAT?,
This little piggy had none,
This little piggy went wee wee wee wee all the way home.
What was it in your house? Did you even have this in your house? Do you have any idea what I'm on about? |
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| SAP Fun Run (Walk) |
[Sep. 16th, 2009|02:24 pm] |
I seem to have been talked into doing a 5k walk as part of the SAP Fun Run. If you feel like using this an excuse to give money to some sick kids, please feel free to sponsor me here:
http://www.mycharity.ie/event/sorcha_nic_amhalais_event. Thanks.
Edited to add: Anyone any idea why this particular entry is getting spammed? Largely in some oriental language? |
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| Spoiling your vote for the treaty |
[Sep. 2nd, 2009|01:24 pm] |
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Last time they asked us to vote on the Lisbon treaty I voted yes. This time, I am, quite frankly, disgusted that I'm being asked. It just proves that they're asking us because they have to, not because they care about our answer. So I'm thinking about spoiling my vote this time. How many spoils have to happen for it to have an effect? Anyone know? Anyone up for starting a 'grass roots' campaign to get as many people as possible to spoil? |
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| Context |
[Sep. 1st, 2009|12:40 pm] |
In what context does the following sentance, which I heard earlier, make sense?*
"Yeah, I went to his funeral, but I haven't talked to him much since."
*I do know the answer, btw (or at least, an answer), but I'm curious to see what people think. |
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| Bras to a good home |
[Aug. 10th, 2009|09:50 am] |
I have the following bras to give to good homes. None of them are new, but all of them are perfectly servicable, it's just that none of them fit me. Some of them may be slightly off-colour because I'm not great at seperating my washing. More details available on request.
( list of bras ) |
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| Thoughts on thoughts from an abortionist |
[Aug. 6th, 2009|01:05 pm] |
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An interesting article. Her opinion of 'pro-forced-birthers' annoys me though. She complains about pro-lifers making assumptions, without seeing the irony of the fact that she's assuming that they do so. She makes a lot of statements that are true of the really fundamental among us, and assumes they apply to all of us. I do not believe any of the things she claims that people on my side of the argument believe, or even anything that could be exaggerated to be those things. I do not make any assumptions about or judgments of the people who seek abortions. I simply believe that there is always a better choice than killing a child that will almost certainly live to and past birth if you do not. Though I accept that, as with almost all rules, there are probably exceptions. That is what makes me anti-choice. |
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| In case the icon is hard to read, this is a good post :) |
[Jul. 19th, 2009|01:17 pm] |
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On our trip, in mid June, to my favorite place in the world (Clonea, where my family have an awesome holiday house), John asked me to marry him. I said yes. In the following couple of days we went to the nearest town and chose a beautiful but robust and reasonably priced ring, which I will happily show you next time I see you :). |
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| WTF? |
[Jul. 9th, 2009|09:54 am] |
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I just recieved an order of stuff from online. The stuff was worth a little over 140 euro. It came with a tax bill of 80 euro. There is absolutely no way the government can justify charging me over 57% tax. I'm flabbergasted. If this is 'legit' and I can't avoid paying that or claim some of it back I think I might personally lead the revolution... |
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| Simon can walk! |
[Jul. 7th, 2009|09:16 am] |
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Simon's been looking like he would walk 'any day now' for months. We've been not encouraging him (obviously not discouraging either), sure that he'd walk in his own good time. At the weekend John's parents were encouraging him and he took two or three steps a few times. Yesterday we did the same and he took five or six. Obviously he's not an expert just yet, but I think we can definitely say he can walk. Woot. Go Simon. |
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