I spent forever writing a new blog then deleted the fucking thing by accident so here I go again...
Im feeling a bit run down this week extremely tired not because Ive been doing anything overly tiring, its probably more do to with the fact that Im not in tip top shape health wise these last few days. I hope a good kip tonight will sort me out.
Id a presentation on gender in Ireland to do this morning. It went reasonably well I think, nothing astounding but not woeful either. I had so much stuff I wanted to talk about because I really put time and effort into it, but when it was my turn to talk I got flustered trying to explain how it was all relevant to gender, sounded like the ravings of a homeless lunatic. The fact that I looked like one as well didnt help with the scruffy unshaved face and head on me.
Afterward I went home to help my friend Murt change the brake pads and 2 discs on my fathers car. By help I mean standing back and watching while he did all the work cause in fairness I know fuck all about cars. I was delighted with myself the other week when I found the thing that pops the bonnet. Ive been looking for that for awhile now. You see Im hopeless!
Anyway the father fucked off in my car, then about 20 minutes later Murt copped the brake discs are the wrong size and he wouldnt be able to get the right ones till tomorrow evening. So now the car is in the yard sitting up on the jack and Im stuck at home. Ah well it was an experience, Id probably chance my arm at changing the brake pads myself next time but I doubt I could find anyone brave enough to drive it after.
Im feeling a bit run down this week extremely tired not because Ive been doing anything overly tiring, its probably more do to with the fact that Im not in tip top shape health wise these last few days. I hope a good kip tonight will sort me out.
Id a presentation on gender in Ireland to do this morning. It went reasonably well I think, nothing astounding but not woeful either. I had so much stuff I wanted to talk about because I really put time and effort into it, but when it was my turn to talk I got flustered trying to explain how it was all relevant to gender, sounded like the ravings of a homeless lunatic. The fact that I looked like one as well didnt help with the scruffy unshaved face and head on me.
Afterward I went home to help my friend Murt change the brake pads and 2 discs on my fathers car. By help I mean standing back and watching while he did all the work cause in fairness I know fuck all about cars. I was delighted with myself the other week when I found the thing that pops the bonnet. Ive been looking for that for awhile now. You see Im hopeless!
Anyway the father fucked off in my car, then about 20 minutes later Murt copped the brake discs are the wrong size and he wouldnt be able to get the right ones till tomorrow evening. So now the car is in the yard sitting up on the jack and Im stuck at home. Ah well it was an experience, Id probably chance my arm at changing the brake pads myself next time but I doubt I could find anyone brave enough to drive it after.
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Are you coming to the zoo then?
Yes, it's been a year. Much has changed. I will still be shouting at the telly saturday though. After my mountain climbing in Kerry, i can be talked into anything.
Glad to hear you're coming to the zoo.