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Feb. 17th, 2007 08:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ellefliesI'm still in Ireland and I'm still bored.
I meant to entertain myself by posting some pictures I took while meandering aimlessly around Ennis today, but I can't for the life of me remember my Yahoo User I.D (seriously, I hate Yahoo) which means I can't log onto Flickr. So. There goes that.
To get even more boring on ya'll, there's a laundry machine in this hotel which makes me exceedingly happy; except it's crammed into the deep recesses of nowhere (currently nowhere is called the crew lounge, and the crew lounge is located in the attic where the hotel stores stuff they don't need. Last time I was there I was sick as a dog, the rest of the crew was getting flat drunk and I was reading a child's book - 1st grade level, about a dog trying to find a boy to own. It was great fun. The pictures of me looking like death warmed over prove this to be so.) Anyhow, everytime I go check my laundry out in "nowhere" I feel like some serial killer is going to jump out of nowhere (hee!) and kill me as I blindly grope my way down the hall feeling for the light switch.
In other news, *whines* I wanna see the new Supernatural as everyone seems to have loved it and it's really weird and I know nothing about it besides it's weird and must have been fun to film, which means I should probably watch it with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
regala_electra as she is the current reigning Queen of weird and fills my heart with glee *ends whine*
God I'm bored. And off to go tempt the serial killer in the hallway. Swear to god there's *something* there.
I meant to entertain myself by posting some pictures I took while meandering aimlessly around Ennis today, but I can't for the life of me remember my Yahoo User I.D (seriously, I hate Yahoo) which means I can't log onto Flickr. So. There goes that.
To get even more boring on ya'll, there's a laundry machine in this hotel which makes me exceedingly happy; except it's crammed into the deep recesses of nowhere (currently nowhere is called the crew lounge, and the crew lounge is located in the attic where the hotel stores stuff they don't need. Last time I was there I was sick as a dog, the rest of the crew was getting flat drunk and I was reading a child's book - 1st grade level, about a dog trying to find a boy to own. It was great fun. The pictures of me looking like death warmed over prove this to be so.) Anyhow, everytime I go check my laundry out in "nowhere" I feel like some serial killer is going to jump out of nowhere (hee!) and kill me as I blindly grope my way down the hall feeling for the light switch.
In other news, *whines* I wanna see the new Supernatural as everyone seems to have loved it and it's really weird and I know nothing about it besides it's weird and must have been fun to film, which means I should probably watch it with
regala_electra as she is the current reigning Queen of weird and fills my heart with glee *ends whine*God I'm bored. And off to go tempt the serial killer in the hallway. Swear to god there's *something* there.
