CBA

There's a bad dose of it going around I reckon, Mammy2 seems to be suffering from it as well. I am avoiding work as best I can, I have a lot to do , but I did get most of my work done this morning so I can take it easy for a while. I've been constantly checking this site for updates. http://www.midnightisland.com/weblog/ If you haven't read the Blind Side of Love V1, I would recommend you do so. Its an amazing story. I was hooked from the moment I started reading it over 3 years ago. It was updated sometimes once a week, sometimes once a month. I used to check the site religiously for updates. At one stage, we were on holidays and I had to check. Its just that sort of story. I can't explain what it is about it, I just love it. I cannot understand how there is such dreadful lesbian fic out there that gets published and this author cannot get her stuff published. She is doing a rewrite in hope of getting it published and I really hope she does. It would be a lot easier then carrying about the 390 page pdf. I was going to start reading version 2 but I think I will wait until she finishes it. I was so looking forward to a sequel but I guess I'll have to wait a bit longer. If you have the time, read the first version!

I love the randomness of Ireland and Dublin. Walking home most evenings, I pass this mad dressed as a lady standing at the Daniel O'Connell Statue on O'Connell street dancing and waving to anyone who looks over at her. I'm not sure what her story is, but she seems harmless enough. She always has a suitcase and a number of bags as if she is just after coming home from holidays. There were 2 ladies standing next to me at the traffic lights and they were looking and chatting about the older lady who was waving away. She looked a bit unsteady and the reason for this became clear when she turned around as she had a can in her hand. The women were talking and I heard one of them say "I don't think its Mandy" so they were obviously familar with the woman. Next thing you know, from across the road, she shouts and waves at them "I AM Mandy, that's me, hello, how are you?" The 2 women started laughing and waved back. So she's obviously a permanent fixture there. I wonder sometimes what her story is.

The one good thing about the kid and the boyf coming to stay with us for a few days is it will motivate us to get out and go training/gym. I headed training for the first time since christmas and it was a great class, more about technique then fitness which I don't mind as Saturday's class is always a good workout. The new dojo is looking well, they can hang the punch bags up now and they don't have to move them for classes. There's a lot more space as well. I was partnered with packed a fair punch. My hands were stinging afterwards. The kids train before us and as I'm usually early I get a chance to see them in action. One of them is so cute, she's about 6 with glasses and looks no more like she could box. But she does pretty well. The kids are so flexible, the splits is no problem for them.

The kid and her man are together a year today so they are heading out for dinner for their anniversary. I found out some information as to why there was a row and why they wanted to stay with us for a while. Apparently the boyf's mam is tired of them and their mess and has suggested moving out a few times. The boyf is none too happy. So they thought a break at ours might be handy. We said that was no problem as long as they tided up after themselves. She's given up on the whole dole thing. She has a FAS interview on Feb 4th so fingers crossed something comes of that. Even for her own self esteem. She's in good form. She was heading to the garda station today as she had gotten assaulted at the Korn concert. Now she came in and seemed shook up on the Sunday night, but it was 1 in the morning so I didn't take much in. Apparently, herself and her mate were dancing and this guy was grabbing at her and stuff. I get a bit confused about the next bit but there was a scuffle I think he lashed out at her. Again I'm not sure. The day she attends a concert where nothing happens is the day I'll be 6 feet under.

I had the doctor's appointment this morning for my extra blood tests. They've been sent off and I drop in next week and collect them. Hopefully things will be all clear. We are meeting with our man on Sat and bringing him up to speed on the situation and we can take things from there then. Its scary and exciting at the same time. A strange combination :)