Friday, October 31, 2008

hallo- friggin' - ween

i'm the one in the middle giving it socks!

i was thinking if kids knock on the door tonight i'll answer it by screaming at them instead of your usual "oh look a little princess and what are you supposed to be?" although that sounds like something my mother would say to me and my sister on any saturday night without the princess bit, of course! but the "what are you supposed to be" would have a hand on hip and her face all scrunched up wit a glint of tut tut in her eyes. The usual reply was "oh mammy you haven't a clue about fashion" although looking back at some photos from years gone by she had a point more often than not!

Anyway i won't be dressing up tonight although i do love a good fancy dress, the last time i dressed up i think i was a moulin rouge lady a group of us went as them. Had a great night. I think one of the girls went as a milk carton as well she just painted a cardboard box white with the Dawn logo on it. She had three holes two either side and one near the top if she needed to take a sip of her pint. it looked brilliant! It proved however to be too much of a hassle getting home afterwards, no taxi would take it, without charging her for it anyway, so it was left on St. Patrick's bridge for the morning milk round! i think a few drunken people still think they were seeing things when they saw it alone on the bridge!

" that's the biggest carton of milk, ever!... (hiccup)"

i would love to go as catwoman to a party, but unfortunately i don't have the hips for the catsuit!

t .x

Thursday, October 30, 2008


sniff sniff



Matt Morgan...


ok i know they went too far but i think it's been blown way out of context, but anyway just as a by the way, has anyone thought about the fact that there will be no more matt morgan!!! for god sake why won't anyone think of the children!

that is all, for now

Thursday, October 23, 2008


It's so long since I've been a girlfriend. In the time between I think I'd forgotten what's involved in it and what ends up occupying your mind. As I'm slowly finding out the details and bits and pieces about Himself's exes, I find myself wanting to know everything about them all at once. I know he's had three long-term relationships and now it appears that I want to know how they got together, what attracted him to them, why they broke up, who did the breaking up, are they prettier than me (I know, shallow or what), did they get on well with all his friends, was he in love with them, does he regret anything about the relationships and would he have done anything differently and probably a million other things. Now, is there actually a way to find all this out without sounding like one of those overthinking, paranoid broads (Reckon it's due for a comeback?) who read into things when there's nothing there and generally act like an insecure loon? I doubt it. And I'm not actually like that, I'm quite laid back and easygoing, but I just find myself coming up with this mad list of Things I Want To Know, and then when we're together I'm so busy just enjoying his company that I don't even think about it.

Maybe girls actually are just mental after all.


Dear Santa

I need this t-shirt.


Tuesday, October 21, 2008


Finally! The girl with the sulkiest face in all of Ireland has gotten the boot from Dr Bill, and not a moment too soon either since she should've gone last week. I swear herself and that Joanne one with her BAD headscarf are giving Shia La Beouf a run for his money for the Most Slappable Face Award. She annoyed the hell out of me everytime she was in the boardroom, making me shout involuntarily "Christ! Would she ever take that puss off her!". She's a good looking girl but Jaysis would it kill her to just RELAX her fucking FACE.

Dear Orla,

Please lower your eyebrows. Just once. For the craic, go on.



Monday, October 20, 2008

i dunno about you...

a happy bunny that's me!

.. but i find it hard to keep the blog going, (don't worry we ain't shutting down) but it's hard sometimes to think about things to write.

Anyway i'll be off the radar for the next week as i am FINALLY going to london seems like i've been talking about going to london since forever began. but the day has finally arrived (well tomo is THEE day) i can't wait, the hotel we are staying at has loads of good reviews on the wo wo wo (world wide web) and we have tickets to spamalot on wednesday night. My two favourite things, monty python and london. O. jesus. i think i've just come!! AND i'm going to hit topshop like a mutha fuckarrrr!! so for now children i'll be seeing you next tues with tales of london delight!

oh and for you beaut dot eye e ladies i'm going to athlone on that spa trip next sat so i'll be able to tell you all about it on tues too. but so far i'm not impressed, i hope their telephone skills aren't a reflection on the customer service of the whole hotel!

anyhu that is all!!

t :)

Thursday, October 16, 2008


The most addictive game in the world.


Best full page ad ever!

This ad won gold at cannes for chemistry the only irish ad agency do so ever!! It's class and I love it, the use of white space is brave and works so well with the typography which makes me drool. bask in it's brilliance.

That is all.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Blog action day

Today we're suppose to be be talking about poverty and how it affect us. Well we had our budget yesterday. and as a result we are all just that little bit poorer. not sure yet as to how much more the feckers are taking off us, but you can be sure any raise i get in the future will be going straight into the two brians poca. oh well i suppose it's for the best in the long run people keep rabbiting on about how we're heading into the biggest recession since time began really. and i suppose we need to find money for the banks who foolishly gave out money to people who can't really afford to pay back the loan and now that the shit has hit the fan there is a distinct smell of crap coming from head office, and the government. Anyway i'm going to think a little more about what i will write today because this is going to become a bit of a rant. and not a very coherent one see i've already started.!

Tuesday, October 14, 2008


So today we find out if we are all going to be screwed over by the 2 brians. Probably! God roll on next tues! are we all worried about our wallets?

that is all (for now)

Monday, October 13, 2008

The Coolest Girl in the World.. a friend of Himself's, and I met her at the weekend.

She's half German.
Her family own a castle.
She's a silversmith.


(wait for it..)

She had a pet crow. Called Ophelia. Amazing.

I think she might be a medieval princess trapped in a Sligo girl's body.


Friday, October 10, 2008

Fat Guy/Hot Wife Syndrome

After reading Maxi's durty post about sexy cartoon girls and the fact that Marge Simpson seems to love fat, bald men, I got thinking that there's loads of other fictional couples where the girl is the hot one and could probably do a lot better, yet she stands by her unreliable, often chunkier and occaisonaly less intelligent man. Aaw.

Exhibit A: Lois and Peter Griffin

What's the deal here? Lois is a foxy ex-model but married to a bloke with testicles on his chin. Takes all sorts I suppose.

Exhibit B: Wilma and Fred Flintstone

Kinda like the Bedrock version of Lois and Peter, average guy married to cute (not to mention extremely tolerant) redhead.

Exhibit C: Carrie and Doug

To me, King of Queens is usually Last Resort TV or just something to watch for a few minutes during ad breaks, and I'm always struck by how hot Carrie is, compared to Doug. I'm a sucker for funny guys and there's not many comedians I wouldn't quite happily go for, so clearly she's also a girl who can be laughed into bed.

Anyway, there's probably loads more but it was just a thought and y'know I've got work to be doing and all that...


lazy i dunno if these are true or not probably not

In Lebanon, men are legally allowed to have sex with animals, but the animals must be female. having sexual relations with a male animal is punishable by death.
( Like THAT makes sense!)

In Bahrain , a male doctor may legally examine a woman's genitals, but is prohibited from looking directly at them during the examination. He may only see their reflection in a mirror.
( Do they look different reversed?)

Muslims are banned from looking at the genitals of a corpse. This also applies to undertakers. The sex organs of the deceased must be covered with a brick or piece of wood at all times.
( A brick?)

The penalty for masturbation in Indonesia is decapitation.

In Hong Kong , a betrayed wife is legally allowed to kill her adulterous husband, but may only do so with her bare hands. The husband's illicit lover, on the other hand, may be killed in any manner desired.
( Ah! Justice!)

Topless saleswomen are legal in Liverpool, England - but only in tropical fish stores.

In Cali, Colombia, a woman may only have sex with her husband, and the first time this happens, her mother must be in the room to witness the act.
( Makes one shudder at the thought.)

In Santa Cruz , Bolivia, it is illegal for a man to have sex with a woman and her daughter at the same time.
( I presume this was a big enough problem that they had to pass this law?)

In Maryland , it is illegal to sell condoms from vending machines with one exception: Prophylactics may be dispensed from a vending machine only 'in places where alcoholic beverages are sold for consumption on the premises.'

Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories an hour.
( Who volunteers for this stuff?)

Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.

Butterflies taste with their feet.

An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.
( I know some people like that.)

Starfish don't have brains.
( I know some people like that, too.)

And, the best for last?
Turtles can breathe through their butts.

that is all

weekend plans

so what's going down this weekend with everyone i am living in a cave for the next two weeks as i will be going to london on the 21st oct !!!

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Ah since when...

..... are snow patrol scottish? I know people say they're irish/english but when did they become scottish as well??

that is all

Is it really immature...

..that I giggle to myself every time I hear the word "debrief"?


Tuesday, October 07, 2008

Weekend Woes..

So i had a wedding this weekend and it went very well my dress looked amazing I have to say. My mother liked it which is a rare occurrance in itself. I usually get that mammy look, you know the one i mean, head tilts to the side and her face gets all scrunched up and a "your not going out in that are you?" Anyway it was a great night/day. However the following two days were a "total mare" I woke up on sunday with the pain of a thousand eyelashes stuck in my right eye. The pain the pain!! It was so sore I had foolishly left in my contacts the night before and was paying the severe price. And to add insult to injury the fecking sun was shining right into my eye, ALL DAY! I was teary mcteary all. day. sunday. I went to bed when I got home hoping the pain would be gone by the time I woke up, foolish me!! It was just the same. I couldn't see anything. (I had lost my glasses a couple of weeks ago) I was walking around with my hands outstretched trying to feel my way around the house all day. I was a sight I tell ya, (i think?) anyway as the day went on it was getting better and i had called my boss and gotten Moanday off. So that was fine. Or so the universe was leading me into believing! Feeling sorry for myself i decided to make tea for moi and the BF before the secret police man's ball was on ch4, and then the universe thought it would be fun to spill the boiling water on my ass!!!! AH ooooooOOOOWWWW.... so sore!! i now have a big red ugly mark on my ass!! it never rains but it shagging pours!! I hate you universe. (shaking my fist at the sky)

AND i had to fork out €130 for the opticians as well!!! grrrr poor me!!

that is all...

Monday, October 06, 2008

Screw you, World!

I didn't leave the house once all day on Saturday. I felt a bit guilty about this brazen show of laziness but I convinced myself that the howling wind and occasional rain justified it, and stayed in with Himself drinking loads of tea and recovering from the bottle of vodka we shared the night before. Through the course of the day we managed to watch five movies, which I thought was fairly impressive.

Iron Man - Robert Downey Jr fixed my hangover. His talents know no bounds.
Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull - everyone had slated it so much that I wasn't expecting anything from it, but I actually really enjoyed it. Apart from Shia LaFuckface. He's the Scrappy Doo to Indiana's Scooby.
Mrs Doubtfire - It's a classic! But the scenes towards the end in the restaurant when he's trying to work between the two tables with all the bathroom dashes and changing back and forth always makes me uncomfortable and a bit anxious for some reason.
Kiss Kiss Bang Bang - More goodness of the Downey Jr variety.
Amelie - possibly the most gorgeous film EVER. She breaks my heart when she cries in the kitchen, thinking she's blown it with Nino.

Me: 1
The world on Saturday: 0


Friday, October 03, 2008

Pink Mr Doom

I know, I know, we're on a total Boosh buzz in here lately but stick with us!

This arrived in the post today and it's made me stupidly happy!

I love Charlie. "He set fire to a posh hammer to make it official." Genius!

I've just realised that this just a load of random nonsense to anyone who isn't familiar with the Mighty Boosh. Oh well.


bra saga continues...

so a couple of days ago i ranted on about having to buy a bra and how difficult it usually is for moi. Well i am officially eating my words. Last night while walking along Henry street with my 'sister from another mister'... (kitty, who did you think i meant?) we were on our way up to O'Connell street and while walking past Debenhams I spotted from the corner of my eye that shade of red that can only mean one thing "SALE!!" cue alleluia music, and a some glitter, and what the hell a few dancing midgets. So naturally enough we tottered in. With a little confusion as to how escalators work (that's another post altogether) we eventually found our way up to the bra and knicker departmento, I could smell the sale signs from half way up the escalator the bras were calling to me. Actually that could have been lunch wafting its way up through me (spicy chicken baguette, never a good idea when you have a touch of IBS) Anyhu... we went to the lingerie section first up was brand Ultimo, and can i just say that Mel b looks like such a schnack box in those photos for Ultimo, the tattoos are sooo trashy.

"oh look it's so pretty and sexy and the straps aren't THAT big"

so i whipped out 2 colours in ma size and went about looking at other brands. The Freya rail had a 20% off sign, so i whipped out one of those bad boys in my size also. Now it was getting late and i was beginning to get hungry and i always do what my stomach says. And this time it was saying...

"hurry up will ya i'm fecking starved here that chicken baguette didn't fill me up at all!"

so i tried on the bras i had in my hand. Oh Jesus the Ultimo bras were skank on me, so weird looking? i mean it fit but then there was what i can only describe as an air bubble at the top. i thought to myself "here we go" fecking typical! I'm guessing it's for these 'women' who can do the pencil test, and pass. (skinny bitches don't exist, and if they do, they are so not happy! right?) anyway Ultimo was not ti-mo so i lobbed on the freya bra and it was so comfy and fit me perfectly. Job! however it did look like something the FCA women would wear and i can't have that in my knicker drawer/shelf under sink. So i went about finding a "sexy" one.

To cut a long story short i found an acceptable bra it's black with green flowers and it fits so well! Have it on me now and my boobies aren't jumping around like a kid on E in a bouncy castle.

So i will wear it tomorrow at yet another wedding with my gorgeous guna, tried it on last night and and my breasts looked AMAZING ask kitty she will confirm. So yippee i can hop skip and jump and not worry about hitting anyone in the eye with my left nipple!

happy days, but, the fecking thing cost €40. (40 euro's i don't have) *sigh* there had to be a catch.

that is all.

t :)

Thursday, October 02, 2008


it's official i am totally OBSESSED with the Mighty Boosh, myself and Kitty have just booked 4 tickets for the Boosh in The O2 (ie the point) for jan 5th 09' and i can't friggin wait!! I'm more excited about this show than i was about the one in the Olympia. We had to wait nine shaggin months for that bad boy, but now we only have to wait... (let me see now....1,2,... FOUR! ickle months, not even that cos its at the start on jan) I am a total convert since seeing them live. I hope they jazz (get the reference, no?) it up a bit more not that it needs jazzing up, but for a venue of that size i think they will have to do something different so that it projects out to the back of the room.

We are going with our pardners too, which will be interesting it'll be our first (unless we go on one before that) double date. But i have to say i think both K and I will be too busy drooling about the two on the stage than looking at the himselfs. And it'll be just after christmas so we'll still have that lovely Christmassy feeling.

Anyway i urge you people get tickets before all that's left is a seat behind the toilets. It's a show worth watching and in years to come it'll be a case of...

"oh yea i saw them live, once. Really good"

that is all!!