Moving On......

So, this is my last night in the convent.
I am not leaving the sisterhood, I was merely an honourary sister I suppose(cept without having to do the whole religion/chastity thang). I have been living here since last October and am getting kicked out.
Well it's not that dramatic (they need the room), but effectively i shall be homeless.
So both my esteemed chum and I are both now without abodes. Though I will get to sleep in an actually bed as apposed to a couch, which mo lady seems to have come quiet attached to (see previous blogpost!).

So nine months have gone by and boy have things changed. From bad to rock bottom to pretty damn good, the only blip being my soon to be homelessness.But i imagine it will give me a sense of freedom and set my spirit free to wander.....right?!hmmmm....do they allow people to pitch a tent in the park these days?

What a difference 9 months can make. Generally of course after 9 months many people get landed with a sprog.....lousy.
For me, the past 9 months have been spent finally achieving something that I have wanted for years now, and of course becoming myself again.

Even through poverty and homelessness my compadre seems cheery at her plight and still optimistic and loving her new city which I think is pretty damn inspirational. (Also, send me on your address you fool so I can send you some rice, dried fruit or a carrot or something).

So things have changed for the both of us in the past 9 months. Both of us have gone 9 months without getting a baby at the end, huzzah! We are both in new cities that we enjoy discovering/getting lost in (Ahem, you may never diss me about getting lost again smellyhead).

Things didnt look so rosy 9 months ago......I was a shell of my former self and my amigo was getting forced out of Canada. But we found each other again and through laughter, cinema drinking, talking about Daly beind her back, drinking, licking, drunk diarying.....did I mention drinking, we dug ourselves back up again.

And now, the next 9 months are full of opportunites and new adventures. I am starting back in college again which will make my heart whole once more and mo lady has the whole of london as her muse and will get a job that recognises her talent and rewards her handsomely for her efforts!

So here's to the next stage..........may we remain baby free, careless, maybe not homeless, wine drinking, wise, happy and not too far from each other.

Daly saw that new Drew Barrymore film, the one with her husband, who's finally not playing teenagers anymore (though who always has my respect since he was in Galaxy Quest... if you haven't seen Galaxy Quest, I suggest you stop reading and go see it, this will still be here when you're done). Anyway, she liked it, so did the person she went with.

She also asked the question what is brunch when it is after lunchtime Binner or trunch? the answer is... well what exact time did she have it. Brunch goes till 4pm, so after 4pm it's just a case of having french toast for tea... or dinner sorry I just fell asleep writing this I got so bored. My humblest apologies.

before this, as my compadre noted, Daly went through a list of things she loved and apparently we're not on it. Not that I care... I don't care, stop asking me if i care jeese get of my case why would i mind...

Ok so here it is, after a lovely year in Canada, land of polar bears (didn't see any) and maple syrup (man I LOVE maple syrup and yes I even went to a maple farm and saw how it was made but most importantly bought a bottle of the best fecking syrup I have ever tasted), I am now home. I came home for a Christening and then found out my application for a visa was denied and I ummm... well I cried, cos I was sooo sad about it and I loved Canada and my sister sat awkwardly and said shit, ummm shit, I'm shit at this kind of thing... do you want wine? Let's order indian food and have some wine... so we did.

Anywho I rang work to tell them and it was a very short conversation cos I really really thought I was going to cry and I managed not to tell them that I ordered them the present of a kettle (since everyone drank so much coffee and tea) so one of these days they'll receive their mistery kettle, which should be nice.

It is nice to be so close to friends. Here is a basic run down of my first two weeks at home (I'm not going to get too into it)
2nd got home
3rd surprised sister for her birthday (went out and met Henry)
4th family dinner
5th went up north (Banbridge) with sister and new baby
stayed helping and bonding and cooking etc.
12th christening, saw all family
13th met Helen at International Bar (Dublin)
14th went to Waterford to see Trina & Karen
15th back to Dublin Family day (tea, food, tea, film, tea)
16th met up with Jen Carroll
17th Horrible Day of horribleness was at geri's and found out about visa
18th went to tullamore to see Jenny and Eithne
19th Train to Limerick, met Musings, car to New Port met Maz, saw guy who's car with baby in it got stolen (he parked car, locked it, walked away then checked it was locked, guess that's his future) then to pub for free drinks ala Maloney clan
20th Had great time with musings bonding with Mammy Daly who loves us more than Daly, oh the fun times and frolics we had, Limerick with musings, bus back to Dub, out to Blanch to see Davi's band and hang with Jen and Mel.
21st applied for jobs.

So I'm really tired right now and enjoying the house to myself though its crap that I haven't been home yet (Ballyc being home since it has 1. my bed and 2. my stuff). Mammy reflection's laptop is broken, so is mine, so no internet available at home so I have to stay here to apply for jobs... sigh.

I hate looking for work.