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Concerts are funny things, not sure what is is about them, but in general I am very apathetic about booking tickets. I could be miserable and say it is because I am South African and we are used to concerts being announced then cancelled, typical bloody South Africa who is travelling in Europe. It is not the reason either I just felt I should mention. Probably I am just no good at that level of commitment.

The concerts I have missed and regret due to my own apathy are smashing pumpkins who I will now never see and the huge Prodigy/Placebo/Faithless gig. What was I thinking, I was such a loser.

I am just about finished reading a little book called "The Art of Happiness". It seems to be working, well it was last night.

Today I am not particularly happiness, sat at work after a particularly early "roll and go" wake up to get the early bus. I dont think my hangover has quite reached its climax yet either. In any moment of weakness will ask myself "What would The Dude do".

Marcus Paauwe and Julie Ann Wortmann lived with me in Cork from November 2008 till May 2009 when they suddenly did a runner. We came home to find they had packed everything and left without as much as leaving a note. What a coward, he could have at least written a note saying so long sorry about the money I owe you.

He left owing just over a months rent. I found out I got off pretty luckily, his colleagues at Apple we he worked had made him personal loans which he of course will not be paying back as he has presumably left the country. After he had left I started opening his mail to try and get some idea of where he has gone to. This revealed that he had also taken out a personal loan from a loan company (charging 150% APR). So he is really working it from every angle and will get caught out eventually.

I did my bit and called up his bank and the loan company making them aware so they can monitor and hopefully freeze his accounts.

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I should really write something hey?
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Tomorrow is Ireland is playing England in the 6 nations. Not that big a deal? Well since coming to Ireland I have got rather fond of going down to the pub and watching the rugby, so I will be looking forward to it.

The match has much more significance than that though. Even more significance than just the fact the Irish are huge rivals of the English and will go nuts if they beat them.

Time for the history lesson, in 1920 during the Irish war of independence the IRA woke up and killed 14 British agents in the morning. This rather pissed off the English who retaliated sending British forces to a stadium called Croke Park in Dublin where the British forces killed 14 civilians including the captain of one of the teams, this day became known as Bloody Sunday. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bloody_Sunday_(1920)) This was a major turning point in the war for the IRA and they gained much support after the actions of the British.

Totally unrelated to the pictures here. The pictures are stunning though and tell enough of a story.

What I have to say is that I have just figured out a new way to rate how well your life is going. Clearly your life revolves around emails, its a blend of friends, special friends, work , sport, fun and random spam. I have left Cape Town for year and still get weekly updates about the runs on Table Mountain right next to my tesco.ie free delivery coupon. So its a big melting pot that you have some control over initially and then lose it remembers your complete life history. The nice people at google (who promise not to be evil) manage my gmail and I love it, even works on my phone.

I am still getting my head around 2008. What a great year, major milestone in my life for sure. Lets not bang on about it though and let me tell you now my 2009 is looking, its not going to be to bad either.

This year is all about the big 3, the plan at the moment is to hope that 2 of the 3 come together and base any major changes on that. 2 out of 3 line up and its a done deal. Feels pretty good to have a plan I can tell you. Takes away all that fate business which tends to be a little iffy and leaves with you sitting around with your thumb in jou hol.

So the big three in no particular order (actually more kind of grey fuzzy areas):
1) Studying, Bsc is over and strangely I feel kind of lost knowing I have nothing lined up to learn this year, so have started the hunt for a suitable postgraduate course. Probably Internet Computing Masters through Liverpool University.
2) Work, the plan is not to stay in Ireland forever so maybe this year a chance to move will come up.

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When did we become posers? It must have been this year, cos I cant remember it being last year. After standing in a queue at tiger tiger for about 45 minutes, I soon got fedup of the throngs of preppy UCT guys that came up to flirt with my blonde date for the evening. Our local connections where already inside and not as connected as our old connections, so could not get us in.
This left us with the option of using our £'s to pay for a VIP pass, commonly known as bribery. As it was a door bitch and I was feeling particularly cocky I went up to work my magic and flash the blue eyes and pink pounds. I was shot down with in moments of mentioning paying extra for VIP, apparently the VIP list was closed and she was a lesbian.