Come home, Friends...

If in doubt, drink here..

Needs to feel organised...

Haaay!

Persona non grata, black sheep, undesirable, unperson, nonperson.

Today I feel like a Social Pariah (Due to my *highly* contagious eye virus and general lack of pity)

These shall be my friends,














We shall do great things....

Abolish Unemployment in Ireland. How to:

There are approximatley 2.7 million people of working age (between 18-64), 15 % or which are 55+ which is approximatley 405,000.




There are 284,500 people unemployed in Ireland at the moment.

If the government propose an early retirement plan for the over 55's- to give them an incentive of a MillionE/or so each.

With this they can pay off their mortgage/buy a house.


This creates over 400,000 jobs which abolishes unemployment, there are over 100 graduates leaving Ireland weekly.


Gets rid of minor debt and creates a happy workforce.

I know, DUH!

Mutate me.

So today was the day. The complete genetic code of an anonymous Irish person was sequenced for the first time..today. What does this mean? It was found that this particular person possessed 400,000 novel mutations of single DNA bases. Almost 8,000 of these appeared to be inherited by it's ancestors along with genes known to influence disorders such as inflammatory bowel disease, liver disease and cancers.

This scares me. According to this logic, cancer is an evolutionary genetic typo, like a transcription "whoops!...any tipex?". These diseases are things that we need to put up with, not through any fault of our own, but becuase our parents and their parent and their parents etc. got it on. Not to say that we can just sail through life eating and drinking and smoking whatever we want, external factors do help it along. But other things such as smoking and X-rays also cause mutations in our genetic sequence. How do we escape?

Find out what happens next on....

My head hurts today....

need a brew.

Everyone loves Gin

Scarleh for ye Paris...

This is the American Dream

I know too many...

Hungry like a wolf..

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

- Pablo Neruda

I need him...

Lets see how this takes off in Japan.

Mind, Body and Soul Week

I'm thinking I should do something everyday for my mind, body and soul this week.
Par example:
Mind: Read, Crossword etc.
Body: Exercise and eat well!
Soul: Save kittens and stop bitching.

I'll let you know how I get on.

Sun//Rain//Snow?

Procrastination Nation..

I hate HATE when you *have* to do something very important, and you find everything in your power to not do it. WHY??

OK that's it getting up RIGHT NOW to do it.

I'll just check my e-mail first... &make a cup of coffee, then I'm definitely getting up!

Grannies aren't all nice...

My Brave Unc.William Einstein

I read in my Uncle Williams memoirs that when he was younger, he and his parents lived beside the Great Albert Einstein- wow- in New Jersey. He wrote that A.E had played the Sax/Trumpet very badly, and that sadly his genius did not diffuse through the walls. I believe it did. He's such a great man.
I found this picture of Einstein and it made me think of the anecdote my Uncle William shared.


I read an autobiography of Einsteins once, he was a fascinating man. I asked my Professor last year during a neurophysiology practical what the difference between his brain and that of any regular persons was and he said that upon postmortem specialists had found that there are more defined neuron pathways.

I'm going to go buy myself a DS. :)

a walk in the park...

Signs Of Summer Coming..

The other day I was walking to an exam with Kim, we went through Herbert Park and I spotted the most peculiar looking duck... not like the regular mallards, it was so much more ornate. Upon inspection i noticed it was actually a pair, the female is much more Glam that our little brown ones.

Anyway after much research I found that It was infact a North American Wood Duck!


Their breeding habitat is wooded swamps, shallow lakes, marshes or ponds in eastern North America, the west coast of the United States and western Mexico. They usually nest in cavities in trees close to water, although they will take advantage of nesting boxes in wetland locations if available. The Wood Duck tends to fly for prolonged periods of time after reproducing. Their personality is shy and skittish.

They predict a good summer! Come on BBQ weather!

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Queen of Hearts.
My Gorgeous Man-love.MSc



It's almost time for Pimm's!!!

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I heart this.

Rooms with a view...

This house was given to Bjork as a “Thank You”From Iceland for putting them on the map.

My Mad Mother.

I'll teach my boy the sweetest things;
I'll teach him how the owlet sings.
My little babe! thy lips are still,
And thou hast almost suck'd thy fill.
--Where art thou gone my own dear child?
What wicked looks are those I see?
Alas! alas! that look so wild,
It never, never came from me:
If thou art mad, my pretty lad,
Then I must be for ever sad.

Oh! smile on me, my little lamb!
For I thy own dear mother am.
My love for thee has well been tried:
I've sought thy father far and wide.
I know the poisons of the shade,
I know the earth-nuts fit for food;
Then, pretty dear, be not afraid;
We'll find thy father in the wood.
Now laugh and be gay, to the woods away!
And there, my babe; we'll live for aye.

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