Its a good weekend

A pretty extreme weekend actually. One of those cover every base well kind of weekend (not sexual kind of bases, was not that kind of weekend at all).
Lars came over from the UK for the party. As often happens the proper party did not happen as planned and the real festivities happened the Sunday afternoon.

Friday night was pretty unremarkable having a falafel before and after going to the pub was cool and may become something of a routine actually. Saturday was nice and civilised, I got a fair amount of studying done before having people around for supper. We ended up at a sports bar playing darks and flirting with homeless people, while I debated the need for a Black Artists Music awards with a stubborn Irish girl who will probably not read my blog.

Sunday was one of those days.. When you wake up and while your having your porridge someone calls to pick you up to go to the pub. Not bad when its a blonde driving and Audi. Here in Ireland its not Sharks vs Stormers. Its Munster or nothing , luckily I live in Munster and Munster are the Heinken cup champions so being a supporter does not require too much effort on my part. On Sunday all I needed to do was sit in the pub and drink the stream of beers that arrived on my table. This was great but at 7 oclock when I got home the guilt and need to study kicked in. Studying while drunk was clearly not a good idea (unlike so many other things..). So I had a quick 2 hour power nap waking up at 9 to study. This I think was the major cause of my fucked up week. So I woke up at 9 had some green tea and cracked on with the studying. By 1 oclock I needed to do something other than theories about page replacement algoriths and kernel thread handling.
So I called up a whiling accomplice for a little late night extreme shot putting.
Extreme in that it turns out there is not grass big enough to shotput within a 1km radius of my house. There is the peace park but they lock that at night.
After some walking around we ended up jumping the wall of the town hall, the wall is more like a waist high fence. Clearly the fence is there to stop people shot putting on the manicured lawns and flower beds.
My accomplice was acting call but I could see she was little freaked by this blatant display of lawlessness. So after 10 minutes of putting the show we decided to call it a night. 1 more chapter and I was a sleep only to feel like shit drinking coffee all day at work to survive the next day.