age: 28 (Jul 27, 1984)
MEMBER SINCE: June 2007
occupation: I work in a toy shop. Anthropology student.
makes me happy: Having a laugh with friend, sandwiches, odd stuff happening that makes me smile, sandwiches..
into: Art, Music, Photography, Film, Food, and other stuff.
crush: Dr. Rosie Wyles, my greek history lecturer. My attendance has surprisingly improved.
i lost my virginity: I didn't lose it, It was stolen!
gets me hot: Heavily tattooed & pierced women!!
makes me sad: The fact that i was cursed with a ginger beard when the rest of my hair is clearly balck. Its unfair!
body mods: Presently conch on both ears, left daith, 2 lode piercings, left tragus, right rook, more to follow....
A few weeks back myself and a few friends decided to go away for a few days before I headed back to college. The destination for our little holiday, Ballinamore Co. Leitrim. And it was deadly I can't wait to go back. The first day we drove up to Enniskillen to collect Bobert from the bus station cause he couldn't come with us the night before, and I needed to buy a couple tyres for the car, in the hope it would pass the nct the following week (which it didn't
). While walking about we came across this wonderful example of motoring coolness

Once we did those few bits we drove to Monea Castle for a look about. It was not far outside Enniskillen and we didn't want to go home just yet.
Castle's are cool, we should start building them again, so much more impressive than a normal house. Get some peasants to lord it over and your elected.


I'm sick of that fucking hoodie every picture of me recently I'm wearing it, its clean I swear!
Binne displeased us so she was sent to the dark dank creepy hole in the ground

But she escaped and stabbed Bob with a really sharp twig

On the way back to Ballinamore we stopped at a pub called "The Three Way Inn" to take pictures beside the sign, because we are that childish. None of these I will post because their just wrong on so many levels. Back in Ballinamore we relaxed with a Chinese and a game of Scrabble before a wild pub crawl in the town. But since it was a Wednesday night in the middle of nowhere it wasn't that wild. We walked to the far end of the town then worked our way back through the pubs, each of which had less and less people as we went along. Last place had an aul couple watching Ocean's 13 on tv, once that was over they drank up and left, leaving us by ourselves. On the wall was a news clipping of the moon landing, don't know how that's relevant but I thought I'd throw it in.
Next day we drove to the far side of Carrick-on-Shannon to go to...

Once we did those few bits we drove to Monea Castle for a look about. It was not far outside Enniskillen and we didn't want to go home just yet.
Castle's are cool, we should start building them again, so much more impressive than a normal house. Get some peasants to lord it over and your elected.


I'm sick of that fucking hoodie every picture of me recently I'm wearing it, its clean I swear!
Binne displeased us so she was sent to the dark dank creepy hole in the ground

But she escaped and stabbed Bob with a really sharp twig

On the way back to Ballinamore we stopped at a pub called "The Three Way Inn" to take pictures beside the sign, because we are that childish. None of these I will post because their just wrong on so many levels. Back in Ballinamore we relaxed with a Chinese and a game of Scrabble before a wild pub crawl in the town. But since it was a Wednesday night in the middle of nowhere it wasn't that wild. We walked to the far end of the town then worked our way back through the pubs, each of which had less and less people as we went along. Last place had an aul couple watching Ocean's 13 on tv, once that was over they drank up and left, leaving us by ourselves. On the wall was a news clipping of the moon landing, don't know how that's relevant but I thought I'd throw it in.
Next day we drove to the far side of Carrick-on-Shannon to go to...























Tycal