Monday 25 June 2007
Saturday 23 June 2007
Friday 22 June 2007
Thursday 21 June 2007
The New Local Junior Minister's Election Promise

Scumbag promised to resurface the footpath. In fairness he was prompt but still this is as shoddy a job as they come. Thanks for nothing, Mr Kelleher. See if you can top it with the yellow box you promised. On one level, I admire the irony in the subverted clientism. But this isn't even a joke. Pathetic.
Wednesday 20 June 2007
Tuesday 19 June 2007
Sunday 17 June 2007
Saturday 16 June 2007
Teeth Are Ick

And if only I could stop spitting blood too. Very Joycean day.
I gave the dentist the old line about how much do I get for one of these because I think he's never heard it before. And the answer is he gets €150. Still... He did have to work pretty hard for it.
And what was it like? Like pulling teeth actually. (Sorry... I'm in pain. The least you can do is live with my bad jokes.) But no, it was suprisingly good. I've had filling that have hurt more.
Now, on to the pain medication. :)
Thursday 14 June 2007
Sunday 10 June 2007
Friday 8 June 2007
Thursday 7 June 2007
Wednesday 6 June 2007
Saturday 2 June 2007
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