AMEN

I would say I spend about an hour-and-a-half to get ready for something that’s important, because, of course, I’m texting, or getting water, or changing the music, or getting a cocktail… It’s a ritual, getting ready.

Realistically, there is very little difference between me and Dita Von Teese. Sure, yeah, her hair is darker than mine, but besides that: SOUL SISTERS.

Bon Iver - Beth/Rest

Did you know, I can't listen to this song without imagining I am watching the penultimate scene in an eighties movie set somewhere urban? Maybe Tom Cruise is in it? It's a montage? There's probably driving and rain involved?

I'm not saying this is a movie I've seen, just that I have a very very shallow imagination here by the way.

What happened on X Factor you guys?

 

Dunno, beats me.

Good news!

39 people came to my blog looking for cone-related dog pornography. Happy to thwart that so.

‘It would be cheaper for everyone to have a Kindle than save all libraries’

A giant of a man, he stands at roughly 6ft 5in and delivers everything in a deadpan monotone, which often makes it hard to know whether he is being serious.

*EYE-ROLL*

"He is a hugely entertaining public speaker, hurling mock insults at elderly members of the audience."

Wait, what?

Via publiclibrariesnews.com/

Instant mood changing tip

I don't know 'bout you, but personally I find a quick google image search for Joseph Gordon Levitt cheers me up no end. Feel free to sub in your own dapper chappy if Joe's winsome charms don't float your boat (BUT SERIOUSLY, WHATS WRONG WITH YOU).

This Week is Screen Grab Week, Hadn't You Heard?

A hilarious text prank I played on my sister recently. She totally bought it, LOL!

Hangovers Are Great

Memex animation - Vannevar Bush's diagrams made real

Well, duh

 It wounds me that you might imagine I could make such an obvious mistake.

Who?

"Do you remember the time we had to pretend we were having a party in your house so you could get that fella you fancied up to your house after the pub, so we grabbed Olga and said "Come on, Party!" and we brought him and you were mad at me because twenty minutes after getting home I said I was going to the loo and just went to bed and you were left pretending this was a preplanned party all on your own. Did you ever kiss that guy? He was tanned and was just back from travelling? He fell asleep on your couch and you and Olga drank vodka? Who was that guy?"

No. Literally, nothing. I remember none of this memory of Marie's from approximately six - seven years ago; not the guy, not the night, not the party. I do recall randomly hooking people under my arm to bring them to impromptu parties (I still do this!) and I definitely recall Marie sloping off to go to "the bathroom" at parties and being found curled up in a bed asleep half an hour later.  This maneuver is called "doing a Marie on it" for this very reason.

Expenditure

Just cleared out my small glittery wedding purse from last week's wedding.

 Looks like a busy five minutes for me and Niall there.

Bebo: Still breathing in and out

I just rejoined Bebo in an attempt to feverishly dig up photos for a friend's Hen Party and Hey! Guess what! Bebo's still around, first of all.  Second of all:

Bebo added those buttons for YOU so YOU could fully empathise with a friend's posting. As long as you wanted to empathise along the lines of "Cool!", "Funny!", "Sorry!", "OMG!" [which is how I want to empathise with everyone who has evidenced activity on Bebo inside the past three years] or "Agree" [What?]. No "FFS" button yet added but watch this space. Bebo has proven itself to be a constant innovator in the past so it can only be a matter of time.

And There You Go, Now You Know All Of My Secrets

Sometimes, when I'm feeling a little bit lonely but also melodic (not too lonely, just a nice measure for poignancy), I'll listen to Heart of Gold like ten times in a row, sometimes more. I don't even particularly adore Neil Young or anything, just Heart of Gold.

True story. Rivetting, I know.

Mad laughs on the beach

From my new favourite place, the retronaut.

The Awl

It's commenters are obviously the WORST and a few of it's heavier posts have a tendancy to drift to 1500- 2000 words*, but increasingly I'm enjoying the Awl. Especially for pieces like this which passes a soberly critical eye over fanfiction derived from Thomas Harris' Hannibal Lecter novels while floating a few interesting comments about the the darker Romance fiction publications and where their writers come from. That was a disgustingly long and incomprehensible sentence, wasn't it? I'm hope you got out early on.

* And obviously I would never ever consider withdrawing my devotion to my all time favourite love, thehairpin.com

I don't know why organisations use social media when it's awkward & unsocial, chapter 412

 Hey yall.  You interested in the upcoming Irish Stability Treaty Referendum?  Course you are!  EVERYONE is going on about it. Your search "Irish Stability Treaty" brings you to the IIEA treaty subpage with a host of interviews, charts, explanations and updates. Great! Hey guys, can I tweet this?  Can I tweet this while referencing my source? Hey, there's a twitter button!  Yay!

Let's click it, fire this social web up!

Uh, wait a second, this isn't a twitter account. Hmmmm.  Maybe I'll just click on one of these and it'll bring me to the twitter account...

Oh right, it just links to the IIEA blog. Okay, hmmm. Maybe I'll just click on this ole' tweet button here and see if it gets me to the IIEA twitter account:

Cool.The preset tweet is 20 characters over. TOO BORED, MOVING ON.

This is how I waste my time

8.45 pm: Discover Weduary.com existed
8.46 pm: "This might be useful for Roisin, or for other friends who are getting married soon. Lets find out more..."
8.47 pm: Begin planning imaginary wedding to Mark Ruffalo.
8.49 pm: Stop planning imaginary wedding to Mark Ruffalo because just planning it is getting me too excited to type.

Our weduary site is available at  http://weduary.com/LucyRuffalo. Please give Mark and I the time and space we need to plan our nuptials before ya'll start piling on about the absence of any percievable content on our weduary site: Mark is not pulling his weight in the planning stages WHATSOEVER.

Postcards From My Life

Sigh