What global warming?

I'm on the 2nd floor of our building and it looks like the set of a disaster film outside. 2 people just blew past my window. Okay, slight exageration, but you get the picture. Lashing rain and wind whipping around the building. It takes my mind of this technical specification that I need to write. Yawn. But yeah, the weather.

Alpine Skiing: Races shut down as the Alps heat up
Freak weather causes travel chaos
Flights and ferry sailings disrupted by stormy conditions
Thousands of homes suffer power cuts amid heavy storms
Drivers urged to beware stormy conditions

Now granted, us Irish declare a state of emergency when someone farts, but this appears to be quite rough. I'd hate to see is if there was a tornado. The county would shut down, people would stock pile peas and carrots and think Armageddon was upon us. Tourists would be forgiven for thinking the end of the world is nigh the way we react. I suppose we don't have much going on here, so when the wind rises to a max of 15 kmph on low ground, its time to donate your body to science.

Speaking of donating bodies to science, I should sign the kid up for that. I've never seen anyone have so many illnesses. The latest. A migraine. Which resulted in 3 phone calls this morning, in the middle of a meeting. Its a never a good time for the school to ring me as most of the time its not good news, but this was taking the piss. I explained to the teacher that there was no way I could get up to the school and could she stay in the study hall. The teacher said that was grand, she just thought she should ring. Easy know she didn't live through the black death/menigitis/cancer/hiv scare of last year. If she had come home, she could forget about going to hang at his place tomorrow night. Funny how the headache is exclusive to school isn't it?

She got her Leaving Cert timetable. Still no sign of stress. She got her art result, she got 78 so was pretty happy with it. She's set out her timetable for the next 3 weeks before her mocks and as a result, how we are going to spend our evenings. Apparently we're her study buddies. I told her I passed my leaving years ago and didn't fancy re-sitting it. She made some sort of teenager cool face. Speaking of teeanger coolness, she's trying to teach me some new lingo the kids are all using. Apparently, to say some young wan is
"Bet up his hole" means she really likes or is well into the young gentleman. Said in your best Dublin twang obviously. If you see some young gentleman or woman, lets not be sexist, you say they are "touch meself lovely" . There ya go, throw in those phrases the next time you are at a dinner party and you'll be the belle of the ball. Or not.

Today's shopping list - Mastadon tickets. Don't ask, I didn't, I just queried the price, mentioned no pocket money until the year 2023, in which case she should be bringing us out and left it at that.