MEMORY
As I was passing Barneys pub, on the way to meet O' Farrell in Ballsbridge Hotel, I remember I met Séamus in there with the group 20Somethings meeting a religious pilgrimage, whereby we met there to discuss a pilgrimage to Jerusalem. Mom understandably forbade me to go there with the conflict that was ongoing at the time.
Well what a day it turned out to be. After a historic vote, Ireland voted in favor of Marriage Equality. Citizens came home in their droves from all over the world to cast their vote that they are elegible. It was history in the making. I mean like IReland is the only country who voted by Popular Vote whcih means that Citizens of the country vote for a change to the Constitution ie Bunreacht na hÉireann. Over 1m citizens voted in favor of Marriage Equality. It was passed by a landslide. Vincent Brown himself had a special results show Live in the George. Or as he puts "iconic" gay bar. As such it was my intention to go their. Then onto Dublin Castle. However I had gone to bed too late, So I wasn't able to get out. So I instead planned on going to Mom and Dad's to celebrate with the Eurovision. However they themselves were in from Calum's First Holy Communion in Wexford. I headed on afterwards to the George for the Eurovision. Never expected such crowds. Like it was described as "Four Paddy's Day". So I then headed to O' Farrell where I was to meet Daniel whom I hadn't seen since the Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat(Review here). So all in all, we couldn't do anything. We were basically me anyways walking around for 3hrs. I was paying for it with my feet, and still am. I had thought about the Boilerhouse, but I'd need the cash for Dad's Father's Day gift or clothes in Penny's. I then headed home and did the Eurovision Night on my TV. hahaah
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Saturday, 23 May 2015
Saturday, 28 June 2014
Diary 28th June 2014 - Dublin Gay Pride 2014
So well I got up with a great buzz no tiredness or nothing. Considering about 3 or 4 hours sleep. I was buzzed and ecstatic. So I headed on towards the Annual Dublin Pride Parade 2014. On the way, a man says "WHAT THE FUCK" nearly crashing his bike. I found it hilarious. And took it with a grain of salt. He did ask me if I was gay. I then was looking for to represent the Outhouse. Eventually I found em. I was told they are on a bus. SO I found the bus. And was abruptly told a "White Lie" in that the person(whom is a senior member of the Staff - who shall remain nameless) had said only for Staff and Volunteers. I was deeply hurt as when I saw Gean up there on the bus(which to the best of my knowledge ain't a volunteer). I knew it was a white lie. So then I headed to see O' Farrell. He brought along his date and he was representing the Fine Gael LGBT Party. He didn't like my regout either. The regout I had, was a very tight Rainbow Tank Top and a very very short shorts(Guys who wear em for running) and of course my Pride Flag. Now with O' Farrell, I can take exception as he's with a Date, and the Party. So I left him be. So long story short, I joined with a group I never heard of Arklow LGBT. The organiser of Arklow LGBT asked "who's this guy" something like that. However, one of the members being Dave Doran(of which I had met through Gay Dining Out Meetup at Millstone Restaurant). Twas wonderful to see a familiar face and of course an ACCEPTANCE face. I felt like I was the Black Sheep or in fact, I feel like the Black Sheep in the LGBT Community. I had tears in my eyes when my own LGBT Community Center has saved me on numerous occasions from taking my own like, when they denied one of their own ie Black Sheep or Prodigal Son. So after that, Pride commenced in Earnest with my new found group - hahaha. Then shortly before the Parade turned down the Quays, I saw my Aunty(Nun) and my Mom. I was so happy and gleamed. It really lifted my spirits. I was ecstatic. So the Parade continued. The Parade had changed its route due to the ongoing Luas Works that is to connect BOTH Luas together. The Parade's route would normally be:
Parnell Sq - O' COnnell St - D'Olier St - College Green - Nassau St - Clare St - Merrion Sq - Pride Afterparty
The New Route for the time being is as follows:
Parnell Sq., - O' Connell St., - Eden Quay - Custom House Quay - Butt Bridge - City Quay - Lombard St - Westmoreland St - Lincoln Place - Merrion Sq - Pride Afterparty.
So then after the parade. There were lovely speeches made by:
Miss Panti
LGBT Noise
Marriage Equialtiy
TENI - Transgender Equailtiy Network Ireland
BeLongTo
Veda
Few singers for out entertainment were also provided. We were treated to a BeLongTo person singing. And The Voice of Ireland Winner(Gay version from the Dublin Pride Events) and an xFactor style. He was fantastic. He sang the Rise of A Phoenix by Conchita Wurst(Winner of the Eurovision Song Contest 2014).
However with the whole, Parade Afterparty, I was most disappointed with. While I can appreciate they were trying to combat the Alcoholism at a public event they should have had a few stalls to advertise products and services and FOOD. They were not one bit of a stall to be seen. Now I had been notified via The GCN in advanced. Then after the Parade Afterparty, I then headed onto towards the Outhouse then onto the Cinema. I was to meet Mark from Ardee, however I had told him previously not to bother meeting me. I since then had a change of heart. I texted him this morning. However didn't get a reply so assumed it was a wrong number and hence got a new number or something. I attempted to send him a message on FB but the phone went - Battery wise. So after failing to meetup with him, I headed on towards the Outhouse. Just while waiting to cross the Quays to go into Parliament St., There were a few lads and lassies, about to do something(not sure quite what it was to be - probably pantsied me or something - again I ain't not know). So I just crossed the street backwards and forwards when I saw Bear Fest. It was fantastic. Wowie. I just passed by it btw. hahaha. Then I eventually arrived at the Outhouse with a view of whats the craic. As I had compeltedly forgotten all about the Outhouse end of the Party. So I just had a pokie in. heeheh. Again nothing knew, my regout was completed on both sides of the arguments. My friend(which for interest sake and privacy reasons shall remain nameless for the duration of this blog post. ) has asked me to apologies to the Outhouse formally for dressing up the way I did to represent the Outhouse. I told him, I have done NO WRONG, and hence will not be doing such thing. It would be different, if I had done, BUT I DIDN'T.
So then I headed onto the Cineworld to see my farewells to my Son Godzilla. Review here. Twas wonderful. NOT ONE REMARK OR LOOK was made at me in Cineworld. Maybe behind my back(Don't care), So after the film, I headed on back to the Outhouse. They were officially suppose to close at 8. But with the "Tis the Season" hahaha. I was chatting to a few people. I saw a good friend of mine Searson. Declan, Bernard, John(A new guy) and Jim. Jim and a the guy from Cork who is a Bear(a gay term for a gay man who is very hairy - something to that affect) whom I met last year at last year's Pride. John is an older Gentlemen, gave me a history lesson. In that Back in the days before the Outhouse existed well in its current building anyways - hahaha, There was a Print Publisher. Of which would you believe it, John was a staff member. Twas amazing. We were also chatting about the Rebel song "Wrap The Green Flag Round". Then the 1100th yr old city, the oldest city in the country Waterford City. He also distinguished between Regenald Tower and a skinny tower(of which I've forgotten the name). Regenald is the big fat tower in Waterford City while the skinny one is in Ardmore.(Ahh many happy memories down there). John also pointed out that the Outhouse building was a Tennancy building in which families paid rent in the good old days. Then I was chatting to Laurence my friend and Bernard. You could say at times was heated, but more so comedic. I was splitting my sides laughing. I even suggested that he stop, cause I was getting side pains and back pains(particular the one that forced me to A+E). There was a debate regarding my regout. I apparently was the talk of the town. Laurence asked my friend if he was ashamed of being around me with my regout. He struggled in saying that he is. When I get to the States, I'd say they'll be less shy or whatever the hell's wrong with them. I would expect such abuse etc., from the straight counterparts(well those against Gay Marriage) BUT from the freakin' LGBT Counterparts. If we're gonna win this Referendum, WE HAVE TO PULL UP OUR SOCKS AND PULL TOGETHER. Like there's one who's against this idea of sexual portrayal in society etc., My attitude was still the same. DON'T CARE. Bernard's argument, was very simple in that fear for the other members of the Outhouse Community. Which I can totally understand. So its understandable. SO as such, I will NOT be representing the Outhouse in next year's Pride. My friend's argument was very simple "Fear of being beaten up" which sadly is the case these days for being gay. Then there was the case of Laurence. His argument is: DIVERSITY. Its all I ever was doing. Just embracing my sexuality and my diversity. I don't give a "flying Monkeys" - as me Aunty(Nun) would say. I of course forgot to mention Declan. I was with him too. His attitude throughout the time I was there. "Don't Bendover." Was very amusing. hahaha. I totally had a great time at the Outhouse, despite the recent "talk of the town". My whole attitude throughout the day, was very simple: Don't Give a hootie of what anyone thinks of me. AND KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT. And by jasuzi throughout the whole day, that certainly worked a chore. As me ma would say, "Don't react". Its what they want. My friend was so worried that he went OTT in saying that I may be Gangbanged. Declan kinda thought it was a bit OTT. Which I kinda agreed. alrite. So then both my friend and I headed on our separate paths. But before we dispersed, I bumped into Niall in which I told him of the Pride Afters. So then I headed on home. Shortly before I headed home, I pointed out to my friend, a guy who's wearing a leather kinda of kilt. And a TSHIRT get this MANHUNT. Now thats a site for a man who wants to have sex with a man.
With all the walking I did, and with the sandles I was wearing and constantly was in aching pain on top the foot. On the way, a lady saw that I was limping. She was on a bicycle and offered me a "a lift". I thought it was suggestive as in sexual or whatever. Perhaps she was bing genuine. Anyways, I told to go straight and go straight and then right. I was playing dumb. Dunno why to be honest.
An ass of a Taxi driver beeps. Thinking it was to do with another car. I ignore. Then I hear "Assbandit"
Parnell Sq - O' COnnell St - D'Olier St - College Green - Nassau St - Clare St - Merrion Sq - Pride Afterparty
The New Route for the time being is as follows:
Parnell Sq., - O' Connell St., - Eden Quay - Custom House Quay - Butt Bridge - City Quay - Lombard St - Westmoreland St - Lincoln Place - Merrion Sq - Pride Afterparty.
So then after the parade. There were lovely speeches made by:
Miss Panti
LGBT Noise
Marriage Equialtiy
TENI - Transgender Equailtiy Network Ireland
BeLongTo
Veda
Few singers for out entertainment were also provided. We were treated to a BeLongTo person singing. And The Voice of Ireland Winner(Gay version from the Dublin Pride Events) and an xFactor style. He was fantastic. He sang the Rise of A Phoenix by Conchita Wurst(Winner of the Eurovision Song Contest 2014).
However with the whole, Parade Afterparty, I was most disappointed with. While I can appreciate they were trying to combat the Alcoholism at a public event they should have had a few stalls to advertise products and services and FOOD. They were not one bit of a stall to be seen. Now I had been notified via The GCN in advanced. Then after the Parade Afterparty, I then headed onto towards the Outhouse then onto the Cinema. I was to meet Mark from Ardee, however I had told him previously not to bother meeting me. I since then had a change of heart. I texted him this morning. However didn't get a reply so assumed it was a wrong number and hence got a new number or something. I attempted to send him a message on FB but the phone went - Battery wise. So after failing to meetup with him, I headed on towards the Outhouse. Just while waiting to cross the Quays to go into Parliament St., There were a few lads and lassies, about to do something(not sure quite what it was to be - probably pantsied me or something - again I ain't not know). So I just crossed the street backwards and forwards when I saw Bear Fest. It was fantastic. Wowie. I just passed by it btw. hahaha. Then I eventually arrived at the Outhouse with a view of whats the craic. As I had compeltedly forgotten all about the Outhouse end of the Party. So I just had a pokie in. heeheh. Again nothing knew, my regout was completed on both sides of the arguments. My friend(which for interest sake and privacy reasons shall remain nameless for the duration of this blog post. ) has asked me to apologies to the Outhouse formally for dressing up the way I did to represent the Outhouse. I told him, I have done NO WRONG, and hence will not be doing such thing. It would be different, if I had done, BUT I DIDN'T.
So then I headed onto the Cineworld to see my farewells to my Son Godzilla. Review here. Twas wonderful. NOT ONE REMARK OR LOOK was made at me in Cineworld. Maybe behind my back(Don't care), So after the film, I headed on back to the Outhouse. They were officially suppose to close at 8. But with the "Tis the Season" hahaha. I was chatting to a few people. I saw a good friend of mine Searson. Declan, Bernard, John(A new guy) and Jim. Jim and a the guy from Cork who is a Bear(a gay term for a gay man who is very hairy - something to that affect) whom I met last year at last year's Pride. John is an older Gentlemen, gave me a history lesson. In that Back in the days before the Outhouse existed well in its current building anyways - hahaha, There was a Print Publisher. Of which would you believe it, John was a staff member. Twas amazing. We were also chatting about the Rebel song "Wrap The Green Flag Round". Then the 1100th yr old city, the oldest city in the country Waterford City. He also distinguished between Regenald Tower and a skinny tower(of which I've forgotten the name). Regenald is the big fat tower in Waterford City while the skinny one is in Ardmore.(Ahh many happy memories down there). John also pointed out that the Outhouse building was a Tennancy building in which families paid rent in the good old days. Then I was chatting to Laurence my friend and Bernard. You could say at times was heated, but more so comedic. I was splitting my sides laughing. I even suggested that he stop, cause I was getting side pains and back pains(particular the one that forced me to A+E). There was a debate regarding my regout. I apparently was the talk of the town. Laurence asked my friend if he was ashamed of being around me with my regout. He struggled in saying that he is. When I get to the States, I'd say they'll be less shy or whatever the hell's wrong with them. I would expect such abuse etc., from the straight counterparts(well those against Gay Marriage) BUT from the freakin' LGBT Counterparts. If we're gonna win this Referendum, WE HAVE TO PULL UP OUR SOCKS AND PULL TOGETHER. Like there's one who's against this idea of sexual portrayal in society etc., My attitude was still the same. DON'T CARE. Bernard's argument, was very simple in that fear for the other members of the Outhouse Community. Which I can totally understand. So its understandable. SO as such, I will NOT be representing the Outhouse in next year's Pride. My friend's argument was very simple "Fear of being beaten up" which sadly is the case these days for being gay. Then there was the case of Laurence. His argument is: DIVERSITY. Its all I ever was doing. Just embracing my sexuality and my diversity. I don't give a "flying Monkeys" - as me Aunty(Nun) would say. I of course forgot to mention Declan. I was with him too. His attitude throughout the time I was there. "Don't Bendover." Was very amusing. hahaha. I totally had a great time at the Outhouse, despite the recent "talk of the town". My whole attitude throughout the day, was very simple: Don't Give a hootie of what anyone thinks of me. AND KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT. And by jasuzi throughout the whole day, that certainly worked a chore. As me ma would say, "Don't react". Its what they want. My friend was so worried that he went OTT in saying that I may be Gangbanged. Declan kinda thought it was a bit OTT. Which I kinda agreed. alrite. So then both my friend and I headed on our separate paths. But before we dispersed, I bumped into Niall in which I told him of the Pride Afters. So then I headed on home. Shortly before I headed home, I pointed out to my friend, a guy who's wearing a leather kinda of kilt. And a TSHIRT get this MANHUNT. Now thats a site for a man who wants to have sex with a man.
With all the walking I did, and with the sandles I was wearing and constantly was in aching pain on top the foot. On the way, a lady saw that I was limping. She was on a bicycle and offered me a "a lift". I thought it was suggestive as in sexual or whatever. Perhaps she was bing genuine. Anyways, I told to go straight and go straight and then right. I was playing dumb. Dunno why to be honest.
An ass of a Taxi driver beeps. Thinking it was to do with another car. I ignore. Then I hear "Assbandit"
While in Chipper, the proprietor probably Nico himself asks me what country is my flag. I says Gay Pride. Then the person doing the cooking asks the same. The lady who came in afterwards to order something comments on the lovely weather we had.
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Wednesday, 14 May 2014
Diary 14th May 2014
Firstly I showered. Got rid of every hair I could think of. Namely the chess, arms and legs. Mom collected me for me to help Dad Paint the railings. We had a bit of a chat first over a cuppa tea. Dad somehow brought up my sis' past (yet again): This time relating to her being a "jailbird". When she was young, she used to get in trouble with the authorities. It was found that it was part of her Personality Disorder, namely Borderline Personality Disorder. He had said something in the line of, that she's paying a visit to all the hospitals, something like the way she used to paying a visit to all the police stations. Why can't he just move on. They ask us to move on????? I felt like saying to him, she had to find solace somewhere. ????????
We then moved on to discuss the winner of the Eurovision Song Contest 2014 which was won by a Transgender person Conchita Wurst. Once again heartiest congratulations to her and her country Austria. She did them proud. Dad had mentioned that the papers refer to her as Transvestite. It was my understanding that a transvestite is a person who dresses up as the opposite sex or something like that ie a Drag Queen. or a King for that matter. Twas quite a debate. I shall seek advice on the term before commenting further.
My job wasn't too bad. I was first to clean and scrape, then to actually paint. While painting, few people passed by that Dad knew. I knew only one person Pauline from next door to AIlish and Noel the neighbors of the folks. I haven't seen her in years. She got defensive(which is quite a bit weird if you ask me) when I told her that you can get a job in the States namely New York, much easier than getting one here. She also mentioned that I was "lying on the job" a skit of which I didn't take too kindly by way of replying to her saying: I fail to understand. She even mentioned this to Dad by saying George don't understand "lying on the job". The reason I didn't take to kindly was my back was killing me, as I had to get up earlier than normally. Even thou I went to bed slightly earlier.
When I had first started, Dad basically in a round about way of saying, as I didn't turn up, that he had done a lot of painting without me. My reply was simple. As i didn't get a call i assumed he didn't want me. Mom had previously on the way home from the Mater from visiting my sis, said on my voicemail that Dad would ring me with the time to collect me.
So afterwards, we had a grub or bite to eat. Then, I headed back. Mom who dropped me back, wanted to get milk in Spar, so I got myself my babe Soya milk. hahaha.
So I got home, relaxed for a few hours, before heading to see Transcendence. Review here. I went to get my new found fame of Sorbet(after learning they now sell(which has been for awhile now) Dairy free Sorbet). I asked the sales person for the usual. And he asked if I have Lactose Intolerance. He stated that he has it as well. I said in a friendly that we should join forces to set up a club or something. hahaha. So then he went on to say that he himself "forced" himself to have it. Which I found peculiar. To each is their own.
We then moved on to discuss the winner of the Eurovision Song Contest 2014 which was won by a Transgender person Conchita Wurst. Once again heartiest congratulations to her and her country Austria. She did them proud. Dad had mentioned that the papers refer to her as Transvestite. It was my understanding that a transvestite is a person who dresses up as the opposite sex or something like that ie a Drag Queen. or a King for that matter. Twas quite a debate. I shall seek advice on the term before commenting further.
My job wasn't too bad. I was first to clean and scrape, then to actually paint. While painting, few people passed by that Dad knew. I knew only one person Pauline from next door to AIlish and Noel the neighbors of the folks. I haven't seen her in years. She got defensive(which is quite a bit weird if you ask me) when I told her that you can get a job in the States namely New York, much easier than getting one here. She also mentioned that I was "lying on the job" a skit of which I didn't take too kindly by way of replying to her saying: I fail to understand. She even mentioned this to Dad by saying George don't understand "lying on the job". The reason I didn't take to kindly was my back was killing me, as I had to get up earlier than normally. Even thou I went to bed slightly earlier.
When I had first started, Dad basically in a round about way of saying, as I didn't turn up, that he had done a lot of painting without me. My reply was simple. As i didn't get a call i assumed he didn't want me. Mom had previously on the way home from the Mater from visiting my sis, said on my voicemail that Dad would ring me with the time to collect me.
So afterwards, we had a grub or bite to eat. Then, I headed back. Mom who dropped me back, wanted to get milk in Spar, so I got myself my babe Soya milk. hahaha.
So I got home, relaxed for a few hours, before heading to see Transcendence. Review here. I went to get my new found fame of Sorbet(after learning they now sell(which has been for awhile now) Dairy free Sorbet). I asked the sales person for the usual. And he asked if I have Lactose Intolerance. He stated that he has it as well. I said in a friendly that we should join forces to set up a club or something. hahaha. So then he went on to say that he himself "forced" himself to have it. Which I found peculiar. To each is their own.
Thursday, 6 March 2014
Diary 6th March 2014
I got up to several doorbells, for once it wasn't Mom or Maureen for that matter. It was actually my Landlord. He rang several times and my phone. I didn't answer the door as I didn't have the energy. So he left, so I continued sleeping til my alarm. However the ringing of the doorbell re occurred. I said I better answer as it must be that serious. So when I answered the door with a sleeve bitten in bits and it in tatters and in my underwear, I opened the door to a bitching or as I said to my friend Brendan S, "bitchful"welcome, he said two hurting things. 1 of which was the alarm, of which I can't control.
The alarm keeps going off whether am in the apartment or not. All windows and doors are closed yet it keeps going off. When I take a shower it still goes off. My diagnosis or prognosis is that there's wind or vibration that keeps setting it off.
I just had to stick the above paragraph in, just to give the background. The landlord claims that the neighbors, the tenants the public are quite annoyed. Hell even he said that he's had a fallen out with some. Now as I only got up very groggy and the sun beaming in on my eyes I had one eye closed as my eyes can't take the sun too well. I always squint. And secondly he asked me whether my place was in tip top position ie cleaned up. I said I was in the process. And his response in a strict manner "This day week it had better be done up or else your out". I just didn't know what to say. SO I let him off. So when I went back to bed, there were tears coming outta me eyes, hadn't a clue what just happened. I then began to take in what had happened, and process the information. Few items came to light. The way he was saying all this stuff. He was saying it with a strict voice BUT with a smile on his face as much as to say he was being held at gun point. ie he had a nervous smile. And secondaly, the fact that someone let alone some people fall out with him, over my alarm going off. Bit O.T.T don't ya all think. And another, the other day I was coming home from the Cinema or somewhere I didn't hear my alarm at all until I reached right my neighbor i.e. 225. Now to say that the Tenants, the Neighbors the Public especially the public???? Now that's exaggeration. So this led me to think could someone else have been involved. By this sentence I mean, that my mother wants me outta of the apartment that I'm currently renting. As said previously I have no intention of ever moving out until I move to New York City, USA. My mother would do anything. She even set up a viewing so that I could go along to it for last Monday. Of course she didn't go as I wasn't going for obvious reason. So with this in mind, as I write this sentence, my heart is pumping like mad and beating so high. I just remembered that my Mom(which I pray to God I'm wrong), that she could have threatened my landlord(as they don't see eye to eye) that if he didn't get rid of me, that she would bring him to court over what he did to my sis(of which I won't go into detail). The fact that he was very nervous in telling me the above two items. And another item, the law in Ireland states that the Tenant must be given two weeks notice. Now he mentioned in his threat that I have one week to get my place sorted. As I said, I couldn't start defending myself, by asking him what up with his tude etc., etc., as I had only got up etc.,
So onwards and upwards with my head held high, I decided to forget about him,(or at the very least attempt to). and head into town to do my errands. My first item on the agenda was to head to Lids to get some clothing. When I arrived, as expected(I was late - nothing new, hahah) I was able to get a few items, but instead got a few grocery items.
As I didn't get the items I was looking for, I headed to Penny's on Parnell St. The items that I missed out on were Canvass Shoes, and Sweat Pants. I was wanting em so badly, so I went everywhere looking for them. As I was going around looking for the sweat pants, I came across an unfamiliar term. Namely "Cuffed Leg". Now I never heard of it, let alone what it is. So I looked at the legs and found that the bottom of the legs of the pants, were actually elasticated at the ankles. I didn't like the look of it. So I asked do they have any "non-cuffed legs" one. They pointed me to one but they were slightly bigger. So I had to have it and bought it.
While I was on my way into town, I had left my card behind to get my 4TB hard drive of which I was very disappointed. So then I decided when I get to the Outhouse I will have a look just in case u'd never know I may have left it in the bag. But then I realised that I may have left behind my milk(lacto free) as the Outhouse don't provide such. So when I arrived, I bumped into me pal Brendan S. Twas wonderful to see him. And I also saw Mike K. Great to see all. Shortly after a mate who hung around with one of the guys who worked behind the counter(of which he ain't around anymore), called in to say hey. I haven't' seen him in ages. WE were all chatting and got in on the act as one would say. One topic that disturbed thou was he told us a story. He had said that he was at a local shop and came across a gay couple. One was double the gay guys age to be his grandpa. Something like that. I clearly didn't appreciate this. Of which I didn't say anything. My idea of age, its just a number. Don't care what age the guy is. I had a guy who was 9 years older than me. So I don't get what the prob is. Some may think ur after their inheritance, there money, sugar daddy or whatever. One thing that struck me thou which clearly I was totally against. Again one is entitled to his/her opinion. He said that guys who want to have a guy younger than him, he didn't specify the age gap, may be going through a life crisis. And may want to feel younger if he's with a younger guy than him. Not my kinda opinion. While I was there, both Mike and Brendan were codding each other around with the wraps that the Outhouse now sell. Twas a great night to a horrible start.
So then I started to make my way up to Crina as part of my weekly visit to Crina. While on my way, I decided to pop into a local grocery store to see if they had any vegan butter(I doubted it, of which I was sadly correct) but anyways, while I was in the store, I was listening to the store radio. and the topic of discussion was sexism in the work place in particular applying for a job. Part of the discussion had a caller call into the show. The caller stated that he wanted to apply for a job of reception i think. Clearly the job stated "Only females may apply". I was appauled to hear of this. When he applied he was turned down cause he was male. Totally mad I tells ya. For security and legal reason the company/business in question could not be named. So when I arrived at Crina's I was greeted with a lovely smile and could sense there was my old Crina coming back. Twas a wonderful to see of this. As I had missed the EuroSong due to my Box being full then I forgot to record the repeat last Monday, Crina said to bring my PVT(which allows to record live TV to USB Device), and connect it up to hers and record away. However as her setbox is of SCART(which my PVT requires) was used up, so we decided to leave it altogether. Ill get it in May of this year, when the Eurovision Song Contest of 2014 is on. SO with that, we chatted and laughed. She could tell I was down over the landlord crap. Just can't get over it. When I told her about the landlord bull, she nearly choked. So to cheer me up continuously through out the night, I increasingly saw the Old Crina coming back. Which really helped. I'm delighted to see Crina again. SO with that in mind, we were looking at the Millers, King of Queens n Two and Half Men(Charlies Sheen). One of the Millers episodes of which I can't wait to see now, was where the main character (of which very strangely like our mother) was constantly knowing her surprise birthday. Crina said there would be a twist at the end. Of which there was. I was totally amazed.
So shortly before I left, I put it to her the following. See will yeeee get it. I was thought in Algebra that a positive and positive gives you a positive and likewise a negative and negative gives you a negative. However a positive and negative gets you a negative etc., etc.,
SO I put it to her the following. I began asking her the sum of 3 and 3, You get 6. Then 2 and 2 you get 4. I asked her whats the commonality. She didn't' get it. I explained that the answers are both Even. So then I asked her what is 1 and 3, you get 4. likewise 2 and 3 you get 5. I had been thinking of this while I was sleeping(apparently light sleeping). So to summarise:
Algebra:
The alarm keeps going off whether am in the apartment or not. All windows and doors are closed yet it keeps going off. When I take a shower it still goes off. My diagnosis or prognosis is that there's wind or vibration that keeps setting it off.
I just had to stick the above paragraph in, just to give the background. The landlord claims that the neighbors, the tenants the public are quite annoyed. Hell even he said that he's had a fallen out with some. Now as I only got up very groggy and the sun beaming in on my eyes I had one eye closed as my eyes can't take the sun too well. I always squint. And secondly he asked me whether my place was in tip top position ie cleaned up. I said I was in the process. And his response in a strict manner "This day week it had better be done up or else your out". I just didn't know what to say. SO I let him off. So when I went back to bed, there were tears coming outta me eyes, hadn't a clue what just happened. I then began to take in what had happened, and process the information. Few items came to light. The way he was saying all this stuff. He was saying it with a strict voice BUT with a smile on his face as much as to say he was being held at gun point. ie he had a nervous smile. And secondaly, the fact that someone let alone some people fall out with him, over my alarm going off. Bit O.T.T don't ya all think. And another, the other day I was coming home from the Cinema or somewhere I didn't hear my alarm at all until I reached right my neighbor i.e. 225. Now to say that the Tenants, the Neighbors the Public especially the public???? Now that's exaggeration. So this led me to think could someone else have been involved. By this sentence I mean, that my mother wants me outta of the apartment that I'm currently renting. As said previously I have no intention of ever moving out until I move to New York City, USA. My mother would do anything. She even set up a viewing so that I could go along to it for last Monday. Of course she didn't go as I wasn't going for obvious reason. So with this in mind, as I write this sentence, my heart is pumping like mad and beating so high. I just remembered that my Mom(which I pray to God I'm wrong), that she could have threatened my landlord(as they don't see eye to eye) that if he didn't get rid of me, that she would bring him to court over what he did to my sis(of which I won't go into detail). The fact that he was very nervous in telling me the above two items. And another item, the law in Ireland states that the Tenant must be given two weeks notice. Now he mentioned in his threat that I have one week to get my place sorted. As I said, I couldn't start defending myself, by asking him what up with his tude etc., etc., as I had only got up etc.,
So onwards and upwards with my head held high, I decided to forget about him,(or at the very least attempt to). and head into town to do my errands. My first item on the agenda was to head to Lids to get some clothing. When I arrived, as expected(I was late - nothing new, hahah) I was able to get a few items, but instead got a few grocery items.
As I didn't get the items I was looking for, I headed to Penny's on Parnell St. The items that I missed out on were Canvass Shoes, and Sweat Pants. I was wanting em so badly, so I went everywhere looking for them. As I was going around looking for the sweat pants, I came across an unfamiliar term. Namely "Cuffed Leg". Now I never heard of it, let alone what it is. So I looked at the legs and found that the bottom of the legs of the pants, were actually elasticated at the ankles. I didn't like the look of it. So I asked do they have any "non-cuffed legs" one. They pointed me to one but they were slightly bigger. So I had to have it and bought it.
While I was on my way into town, I had left my card behind to get my 4TB hard drive of which I was very disappointed. So then I decided when I get to the Outhouse I will have a look just in case u'd never know I may have left it in the bag. But then I realised that I may have left behind my milk(lacto free) as the Outhouse don't provide such. So when I arrived, I bumped into me pal Brendan S. Twas wonderful to see him. And I also saw Mike K. Great to see all. Shortly after a mate who hung around with one of the guys who worked behind the counter(of which he ain't around anymore), called in to say hey. I haven't' seen him in ages. WE were all chatting and got in on the act as one would say. One topic that disturbed thou was he told us a story. He had said that he was at a local shop and came across a gay couple. One was double the gay guys age to be his grandpa. Something like that. I clearly didn't appreciate this. Of which I didn't say anything. My idea of age, its just a number. Don't care what age the guy is. I had a guy who was 9 years older than me. So I don't get what the prob is. Some may think ur after their inheritance, there money, sugar daddy or whatever. One thing that struck me thou which clearly I was totally against. Again one is entitled to his/her opinion. He said that guys who want to have a guy younger than him, he didn't specify the age gap, may be going through a life crisis. And may want to feel younger if he's with a younger guy than him. Not my kinda opinion. While I was there, both Mike and Brendan were codding each other around with the wraps that the Outhouse now sell. Twas a great night to a horrible start.
So then I started to make my way up to Crina as part of my weekly visit to Crina. While on my way, I decided to pop into a local grocery store to see if they had any vegan butter(I doubted it, of which I was sadly correct) but anyways, while I was in the store, I was listening to the store radio. and the topic of discussion was sexism in the work place in particular applying for a job. Part of the discussion had a caller call into the show. The caller stated that he wanted to apply for a job of reception i think. Clearly the job stated "Only females may apply". I was appauled to hear of this. When he applied he was turned down cause he was male. Totally mad I tells ya. For security and legal reason the company/business in question could not be named. So when I arrived at Crina's I was greeted with a lovely smile and could sense there was my old Crina coming back. Twas a wonderful to see of this. As I had missed the EuroSong due to my Box being full then I forgot to record the repeat last Monday, Crina said to bring my PVT(which allows to record live TV to USB Device), and connect it up to hers and record away. However as her setbox is of SCART(which my PVT requires) was used up, so we decided to leave it altogether. Ill get it in May of this year, when the Eurovision Song Contest of 2014 is on. SO with that, we chatted and laughed. She could tell I was down over the landlord crap. Just can't get over it. When I told her about the landlord bull, she nearly choked. So to cheer me up continuously through out the night, I increasingly saw the Old Crina coming back. Which really helped. I'm delighted to see Crina again. SO with that in mind, we were looking at the Millers, King of Queens n Two and Half Men(Charlies Sheen). One of the Millers episodes of which I can't wait to see now, was where the main character (of which very strangely like our mother) was constantly knowing her surprise birthday. Crina said there would be a twist at the end. Of which there was. I was totally amazed.
So shortly before I left, I put it to her the following. See will yeeee get it. I was thought in Algebra that a positive and positive gives you a positive and likewise a negative and negative gives you a negative. However a positive and negative gets you a negative etc., etc.,
SO I put it to her the following. I began asking her the sum of 3 and 3, You get 6. Then 2 and 2 you get 4. I asked her whats the commonality. She didn't' get it. I explained that the answers are both Even. So then I asked her what is 1 and 3, you get 4. likewise 2 and 3 you get 5. I had been thinking of this while I was sleeping(apparently light sleeping). So to summarise:
Algebra:
- PLUS + PLUS = Positive
- NEGATIVE + NEGATIVE = NEGATIVE
- POSITIVE + NEGATIVE = NEGATIVE
- PLUS - PLUS = Positive
- NEGATIVE - NEGATIVE = NEGATIVE
- POSITIVE - NEGATIVE = NEGATIVE
Pls correct me if i'm wrong. My maths is a bit rusty. Haven't done maths in several years. So to translate to EVEN and UNEVEN;
EVEN/UNEVEN Numbers:
- 2+ 2 = 4
- 3 + 3 = 6
- 2 + 3 = 5
- 5 - 5 = 0
- 2 - 2 = 0
- 6 - 3 = 3
The above maths proves that what I was thinking in my sleep(when am not thinking about weird things - hahaha, I'm dreaming, if not then what else)I proven above that:
- EVEN numbers = POSITIVES(+)
- UNEVEN numbers = NEGATIVES(-)
Monday, 3 March 2014
Irish pop singer Ryan Dolan, 2013 Eurovision Song Contest finalist, comes out as gay
So happy that Ryan Dolan who represented Ireland in the Eurovision Song Contest in Malmo, Sweden in 2013. He did a fantastic job of the entry. He only came out gay. He came out to his sis at 13, and to the public at 28(Current Age). Many congratulations to you Ryan. You are a true inspiration to all young gay men and women. Best wishes to you and your partner.
Irish pop singer Ryan Dolan, 2013 Eurovision Song Contest finalist, comes out as gay
Irish pop singer Ryan Dolan, 2013 Eurovision Song Contest finalist, comes out as gay
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