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Leave it all behind

Ambivalence flooding my bloodstream
And the little lies stack up
About how I feel today
About how everythings OK
You don’t wanna know me
I can at least tell you that
I’m too nice for demands
Too simple for extreme
Too selfless to need
So go on find someone better
It can’t be that hard
I promise
Find someone who deserves you
Go on, it can’t be that hard
Ambivalence floods my bloodstream
And the little lies stack up
About how I feel today
About how everythings OK

Seriously good fish and chips

Worth every penny, this deep fried catfish is.  I did do a little editing of this photo, but only to add a little depth, ya know.  The fish n chip shop is called McDougals, easily confused with McDonalds...






These pics are all in Galway.  I think I got a little sidetracked from putting these up a while ago.  But they are here now, so as always, it's better late then never. 








This shot to the right is part of an interesting story.  I did some volunteer work at the festival in Galway.  This pub, the Rowing club is an exclusive club you need to get a special invite to get into.  And volunteers got free drinks too!  Only Beamish (like Guinness) Heineken,  and Abslout Vodka shots were free, until the kegs/bottles ran out, so I was pouring it down my gullet fast.  Anything with the label free on it, that's where I'm at.  Loads of dancing and gallivanting this night, as well as most other nights.











 Left- Backstage at a play, I met the director, actors, lightin guy and all. I was impressed.  Right-
Impressed with a port- o- pee.




New edits, and don't worry, there is tons more...

Some edits I did using a new program.  I'm liking it a lot.  At this point of my trip I have so many stories, so I will just pull one from the hat.  The first day walking around Dublin I saw a used tampon, and human fecal matter on the sidewalk, not in the same place of course.  The second day I saw a chubby indian kid get hit by a car! (don't worry, he's ok)  Also after leaving a restaurant, I saw one drunk Irish guy laying on the ground, covered in piss, and mumbling/moaning a bit.  This isn't all that surprising or amazing, but what cool was he still had his bottle of whiskey intact, held up straight, and half full.  He was keeping good care of that bottle, like a true Irishman.  There was also an employee with rubber gloves phoning the Guarda (cops)  and looking in disbelief that she actually had to clean this mess up.