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God damn I hated slam poetry the one time I went to see it. I think it really comes down to the strived-for emotive impact that Alley mentions; it tries to be super serious and sombre and intense, and to really beat you over the head with some emotional point, and thereby has always come across to me as pretentious or condescending.

A couple of friends of mine are working together on their music; they've kind of been butting heads already (one wants to write and sell music commercially, the other wants to compose and tour and so on).

The latter of the two has apparently had his mind set on 'Savage Graphics' as a name, which always just makes me think of a graphics art company.

Very much the cheesy kind of country folk music popularised by Daniel O'Donnell, but it's tremendously catchy.

I think everyone who has repeatedly listened to an album has started off particularly liking one or two tracks, but over time tracks they initially didn't care much for become their favourites.

I seem to recall preferring Bad Sneakers on Steely Dan's album Katy Lied, whereas now I love Doctor Wu:

No human can hate this song.

AnSionnachRua  ·  link  ·  parent  ·  post: Pubski: January 4, 2017

Apparently there's a flu going around; it certainly made it's way to me. Thankfully my sinuses and chest are starting to clear, and I feel like its on its last legs.

I haven't been up to terribly much. Over the last few days I've mostly been reading and sleeping, to be honest. Two books: one about a guy who cycled around the world a couple of years ago and an Irish language book about... sad teenagers and failing relationships, I guess. When I finish reading it, it'll be the second Irish book I'll have ever read (and indeed the second non-English book).

I've gone for a walk every day for the past few days, too, for about an hour. This probably isn't such a big deal for the more physically active on Hubski, but I've spent a lot of time cooped up inside over the winter, and it's been good to get out into the fresh air. Dry air, too; it hasn't rained all week.

Working tomorrow in the pub; day shift. I have no idea what the hours in the pub will be like over the next while, though I expect the post-Christmas season will be fairly quiet. Naturally this is sending me into fresh fits of freaking out about the future and what I'm going to do.

But here's a heartwarming story for you! A little background info: pubs in Ireland have fairly early closing hours, but hotel bars are technically exempt from this - they can stay open later for their residents; they just can't admit anyone to the bar after the usual hour.

There's a hotel directly adjacent to the pub I work in. The three of us on duty cleaned up very quickly that night, my boss handed me my pay for the shift (cash straight into the pocket) and the three of us headed into the hotel there for a few drinks after work; this was around two in the morning. One of my coworkers knows the bartender in the hotel, who let us in.

Now, my coworker drinks fast and refused to let me pay for any of our drinks. We had five pints in the space of about an hour and a half. I think it was just about four when they called a taxi, and I set off home on foot, since I only live five minutes down the road.

Then I checked my pocket, and discovered that my pay was missing. I managed to lose the cash between leaving the place I work and walking literally one door down to the bar of the hotel, where I now believe it left my pocket while I was trying unsuccessfully to pay for a round of drinks.

Naturally, this put me in an absolutely foul mood. I went up to the hotel the next day and asked if they'd found it, to no avail. After a bit of lunch to settle my stomach, I popped in next door to the place where I work, and sat down at the bar with a coffee chatting to the owner, my boss' father. He asked me about the night before, and I mentioned how hungover I was from the drinking and how angry with myself about the money I'd managed to lose so stupidly.

That night I went to work again and after we had finished up, I made sure to put the cash away carefully in the inside pocket of my jacket. As were were leaving, though, my boss came up to me, handed me another shift's pay, and said his dad had told him to give it to me. I tried to refuse, but he said it was orders from the top.

I feel a bit awkward about it now, but I just think it's unbelievably nice that the guy replaced my lost wages like that, after I lost them so carelessly.

AnSionnachRua  ·  link  ·  parent  ·  post: Pubski: January 4, 2017

This is living up to the American reputation of suing for everything.

AnSionnachRua  ·  link  ·  parent  ·  post: Pubski: December 21, 2016

Tomorrow I'm working in the pub during the day, and then the following night. They're worlds apart; the day shift is slow work-wise, with lots of chatting to the few regulars who come in; the night shift is super busy but consequently flies by (and we have a chat and a couple of pints before cleanup and closing.)

So far I've had three days where the owner of the pub told me it'd be quiet and not to bother coming in. This kind of sucked, as I want the experience, the cash and the something-to-do, but also totally understandable, since he did me a favour by taking me on and if there's no need for me there's no need for me.

We're having Christmas in my sister's house this year. Last year was the first time we did it outside of my mother's house, and it was great, because my Dad didn't have to feel out of place. The only people who caused any complaint were my mother and one of my sisters who always causes arguments, and consequently none of us look forward to her coming home - currently she's teaching in London. My sister Claire and I have decided to have a "when Yvonne does something aggravating" drinking game between ourselves.

Nollaig Shona daoibh!

AnSionnachRua  ·  link  ·  parent  ·  post: What are your goals for 2017?

I can probably guess what my goals were for last year and the year before, without even checking:

1. Quit smoking.

2. Run more.

3. Play mandolin.

For yet another year, I haven't actually gone forward with any of those, making them pretty typical "New Year's Resolutions". Though I go jogging on-and-off, I've pretty much only managed to hold onto the 5K level of running rather than getting anywhere, I don't think I touched the mandolin once, and I smoke more than ever.

So I'm a bit askance about making promises I won't keep. All three of those are still things I hope to do, though.

I've been feeling pretty mouldy, lately, and in lieu of forming a "plan" for the future I settled on three goals for the next short while (by which I mean up to six months from now):

1. Get some experience in a pub.

I don't even know why. I just sort of wanted to for no particular reason. I'm always worried about "what to do" with my life, and it doesn't seem like bar work is the best idea in that sense. But it does give me a useful skill, especially if I ever do decide to go and "travel".

I've gotten a bit of part-time work in a local pub here, with a good bunch of nights over Christmas, but it's a fairly small town and come January I don't know what things will look like. We'll see. I don't know what I'm doing in six months anyway - perhaps I'll have left this town and moved elsewhere.

2. Learn how to drive.

I've lived in or near Dublin for the last seven odd years, and have always either walked or used public transportation - having a car would be a burden. Now, though, I'm back living in the west of Ireland, and more to the point, I don't want to learn how to drive until when I need to. So far I've done the theory test and and applied for a learner permit (got it yesterday in the post). The next step is unclear, since I don't have a car insured in my name for practising in, and no financial means of really changing that.

3. Write a book about my walk around Ireland.

I have been unable to force myself to do this, instead spending most of my time sitting around doing sweet-all. I know I need a kick up the arse. What's the cure for procrastination?

Also I want to climb a bunch of mountains in Ireland. The tallest we have is only 1000m, so it's not that they're that big, they're just hard to get to without a car.

Hey guys! Yeah I finished on Friday. 104 days, 2080.14 kilometres.

I'm planning on making a big Hubski post when I get the energy and inclination (currently grappling with an existential crisis about what to do with my life. No, walking doesn't cure that. ).

AnSionnachRua  ·  link  ·  parent  ·  post: Pubski: April 27, 2016

The change in your outlook from a few months ago is astounding and very encouraging. Keep at it!

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