I spent a bookwhorin' day in sunny Dublin yesterday… how bloody cool is Dublin? And Helen the Publicist bought me a Guinness, my very first. Tasted like Vegemite and chocolate. It was lovely, but I only managed to drink an inch of it. I just cannae get beer down, no matter what kind it is.
I really really really want to go back. Ireland has been right next door for nearly five years and I've totally ignored it! And what of WALES!?
In other news, my job is making me mental. The Slowest Computer In The World isn't helping. It took 85 seconds for it to paste a 5k .gif from one folder into another. I ask it to do something, it just lights another fag and smirkss, "I'll do it when I'm good and ready." I've developed a habit of grabbing the monitor and shaking it violently while screaming C'MONNNNN Lleyton Hewitt style.
Happy Haggis Day, comrades! And Happy Australia Day for tomorrow!