This is the latest thing she claims she can do. I mean, really, how is one supposed to react to that annoucement. Weekend was surprisingly uneventful. She was in reptile haven and the snake didn't react to D, her best mate, but when she went over the snake apparently was moving around and making noises. I'm assuming he was upset by her lack of clothing or the black eye makeup. J, the gf, bought her 2 t-shirts. For t-shirts read something with a bit more material then a hanky. Yesterday, she modified said t-shirts. They are covering as little of her body as possible. I sometimes have to stop myself from saying the words "You're not going out like that".
She's out of school today and tomorrow due to a leak in the roof or something. She thinks it has to do with her bringing home some of the roof off the toilets last year. I hope not, the last thing we need is the vice knocking on our door asking to speak to the kid. She was hanging for most of the weekend so myself and Mammy2 counted our blessings and chilled for most of the weekend. Saturday was grocery shopping and then date night. We were given a voucher for Halo, the new restaurent in the Morrison.
We weren't overly impressed. Menu was very expensive and the portions were very small. I didn't think it was value for money, then again it was the Morrison, so maybe its all about being seen in the place, rather then actually consuming some food!
Spent the day on the couch watching the GAA yesterday, it was a disappointing result for Galway, I thought they would have put up more of a fight. It was sister's night as usual last night, so we toddled over to see what gems Chartbusters had to offer. We rented out some Asian horror, but I think these days they have made the name for themselves as scary films and as such don't have
to make much of an effort in that department. The film was crap. It didn't help that I was exhausted. I went to bed around 9.30 and am still tired this morning. Lots of weird dreams about Mam. Which is strange considering I haven't been thinking about her. Maybe my sub conscious is? Who knows.
Monday, September 12, 2005
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