While dancing my socks off last night and making up words to songs I didn’t know, I thought how much fun it would be to live life in a strobe light…
Well, not so much if you had epilepsy…
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jump on to that table
July 27, 2008time for tea
June 5, 2008When you’re working on a national Sunday newspaper that has a coffee run at least three times a day, you slowly feel yourself being pulled into it… I think it’s the smell. And the fact that it’s rude to keep refusing.
But I’ll always be a Lyons girl at heart. Nothing beats a cup of tea. It’s the solution to all life’s problems. If something bad happens, you put the kettle on. If you’ve had a hard day at the office, you put the kettle on. If your friends call over, you put the kettle on. If something really really bad happens, you put the kettle on and make sure to add sugar (for the shock).
€6.95 from In Home
£45 from Topshop
£15 from Topshop
£25 from Topshop
Is your life a musical?
March 20, 2008
I wish…
spunk rock…
March 13, 2008We need sperm donations… you need festival tickets… wanna strike a deal?
…Huh?
A new website has been launched offering free tickets to any festival in Europe in exchange for sperm donations.
Spermfortickets.com is trying to aid Ireland’s sperm clinics who have suffered a 40% fall in donations in the past four years.
But if you’re interested in receiving a ‘donation pack’, you’ve missed out, as the website just posted an urgent message announcing that they are calling a halt to applications.
It’s not the idea of spermfortickets that weirds me out, it’s the amount of applications it’s received…
I’ve seen the future, brother
March 4, 2008
The future terrifies me. Mostly because I can’t live without some sort of order or plan in my life. Spontaneity? Pfft… Oh it’s all very well as long as I know where I have to end up! But that kind of defeats the purpose…
It’s for your own good
March 2, 2008I’m blessed with a terrible immune system.
That’s not a good thing.
It means that the slightest bit of a breeze or rain or cold air makes my eyes water, my nose sniffle and my throat seize up. Shortly after I find myself with a lovely little headcold, followed swiftly by a cough (or a throat/chest infection if I’m lucky).
Right now it’s my throat. I’m not a hypochondriac or anything. Oh no! I’m one of those people that doesn’t believe in doctors because every time I succumb to them, I don’t leave with a prescription, just some well-meaning, friendly advice that I could have got FOR FREE elsewhere.
This past week was stressful and exhausting and now it feels like my throat is in danger of closing up. And that is why I am doing ALL of the following….
(1) 
Gargling salt water
(2) 
Sipping hot water and honey
(3) 
Knocking a bit o that back
(4) 
Popping a few o them
(5) 
Reliving my childhood with some clove rocks
Cop on to yerself
March 2, 2008
Note to people who wear sunglasses at night OR in the pub OR in the club: YOU ARE NOT COOL!
You’re actually a spa.
The end.
But soft…
February 29, 2008
Even though I constantly wanted to throw up, die and run away this week, I didn’t.
Romeo&Juliet and the Vagina Monologues went amazingly well.
I’m so so so glad that Catherine Carr and Susan Doyle cast me. I got a chance to prove to myself, and others, that I can do more than comedy and panto.
I was an emotional mess on Monday night after R&J’s first show. I had been so wound up with nerves that when friends came up and hugged me afterwards, I cried.
A lot.
And the monologues last night was such an amazing buzz to end my love affair with DCU Drama on. Being on stage all on my own for almost five minutes, in a sold-out theatre, talking about vaginas… wasn’t actually that bad at all! Nerve-wracking, yes but the amazing audience made it easy. If they hadn’t reacted the way they did to my first sentence, I don’t know if I would have relaxed as soon as I did. Someone even came up to me afterwards and told me that I had made him cry.
Love, love, LOVE to all.
Seperated at birth
February 2, 2008
Andrew Trimble
Henry from MTV’s Living on the Edge
Anyone? No? Just me?
