St. Patrick’s Day Weekend after the Market

Irish Hats... Mikako, me, and Elena

Easter plans and Crazy Nighttime Shenanigans

While I’m sitting here putting off putting on my gym clothes (I really like that I said putting off putting on, sounds cool, anyway) I guess I’ll put in a quick update.

I’ve been debating what my Easter plans should be.  They’re talking about doing a forced shutdown the week before Easter or the week after (the week directly after Easter is already a shutdown week).  I was thinking I’d head home if that was the case, but they haven’t made a final decision yet.  So I guess I’ll stick with my original plan, and go to Vienna to visit a friend for a few days.

Galway/South tour for the weekend

I have lots I want to write about, but I’m quite tired at the moment.

No word on my job.  At all.  Seriously.

I’m going to take a tour from Dublin round the south this weekend.  I’ll be walking to the bus stop around 4:3o Friday morning (or a taxi if the weather is bad.)

I’m still laughing at London’s inability to handle 3-4 inches of snow.

I’m seeing a ballet tomorrow… Tchaichovsky’s Sleeping Beauty by the Royal Scotland Ballet (or something like that.)

Catch up with things next week, this week has been quite hectic.

Back in the news

Still in the news today.  Of course, I saw it in the Belfast Telegraph, but I found this as a headline on top news of the day from Google News.  I’m not so sure this is the way to move on, by dredging up the past like this- but what life experience could I possibly have to give me any real insight into any of these people’s thoughts.  It is quite controversial… a terrorist to one person, a freedom-fighter to another, somebody’s mother or father, somebody’s murderer.

This article is better, I think.  More detailed, for sure, with more stories.

And here it is, straight from the horse’s mouth, as the saying goes.

Sigh.

Well i’m not completely kaput yet.  Judgment day, as it is, is Friday.  I talked to my team lead today and the good news is that he was quite furious about communication going on behind not only my back but also his.  I told him I probably wouldn’t be the one implementing my projects since I’m probably not long for Belfast, and he was not happy.  So, at least he still wants me around.  So that’s good.

Also, I have lived here for about 4 months now, and I literally got lost walking home.  Granted, it was a different route but streets don’t go through.  I quite literally hiked through some little trail by the theological college.  Didn’t even know it was there.  I was quite lost.  But, since it’s a tiny city, you just walk til you find a recognizable street.  Teach me to take a shortcut to Tesco’s (I didn’t make it in time and had to go to the Co-op anyway where they didn’t even have ONE loaf of bread.  Didn’t need the carbs anyway.  Got wheatabix for breakfast instead.  Also, they were out of bananas so I had to buy grapes.)

By the way, I have gone to the gym 5 days in a row.  And today, I rowed 6k in 30 minutes.  Go me.

(If I do get fired, I have to leave the country… stat.)

Karma didn’t really work for me

Today I went for a walk, bought a few more books, got a cup of coffee, donated to a children’s charity, went to the gym.  Oh and found out my contract will be terminated within the next week.  So… yeah.  I guess I’m not only unemployed but I am getting fired.

Grand.  I’m stuck in a rent contract here that far extends my job.  According to the money I have now, I can pay rent through April, all my electric/gas, 50 a month for food, my gym, my charity giving (it’s only 10  a month), a flight home, and a package to home.  But that is the extent of it.  Nothing else.  My rent contract is through June, soooo, there seems to be a problem there.

I am all the way over in Europe and I can’t afford to see, well, any of it.  I guess there will be another time?  I hope so, it feels like such a lost opportunity.

The recession, in the scheme of things, is affecting me on such a small level, but, trust me, it feels very significant to me.

Update

No news about my job. Still hopeful.

In other news, I went to the gym today for the first time in months.  45 minutes of working out and 45 of walking later (it’s not all that close), I’m quite tired.

Worldwide Recession

Now What?

Ok, you got me!

Sorry!  No excuses!  Here goes…

So last I left off in Donegal.  It was a grand time- saw the country, met my friend’s kajillion relatives, ate lots of Irish food, drank in a real backcountry Irish pub, had my first hot whiskey, and that’s about it.  It was great fun.

Haha Sheep Crossing!

Me and Tabitha at Five Finger Strand

I’m sorry no post!!!

I’ve been busy and at the same time not up to much, or just not up to writing.  Could be more the latter.  I’m not into writing right now either, so you get a picture or two instead.  Stay tuned and I will post something about Donegal, about Mom’s visit, and anything else including pictures in the next week.  I promise.

Merry Christmas, everyone!