Things, days, happenings 2006 July 18 19:51Posted by diamond in : Health,Random,Work , trackback
This was going to be a much longer post, but i don’t have the energy, so meh.
On saturday i went to tyrion’s 19th birthday party in waterford. It was quite a strange experience being at a party with a bunch of people who had all just sat their leaving cert. I sat mine 10 years ago. After an initial shaky start, the party was very enjoyable. About 22:00 i was getting ready to head home when megan (tyrion’s girlfriend) started playing the piano. Wow. The next time i looked at my watch it was 23:30 and i was no longer safe to drive (fun fact about amitriptyline: if you suddenly stop taking it, the side-effects re-occur 24 hours after you last took it, usually stronger).
I accepted the accommodation that had been offered multiple times by tyrion and his parents (very cool people), and stayed listening to the piano. I played piano for 9 years, had to stop when i came to college as i didn’t have access to one any more. To be honest, i was kinda sick of it at that stage. It had all been too rigid for my liking. However, sitting there listening to someone who could really play, it was amazing. It makes me want to go back and learn how to play again. I even started that night ,-) Megan showed me how to play Colourblind, by Counting Crows. I can’t remember the last time i enjoyed playing a musical instrument so much.
There was a hitch though. Because i hadn’t planned on staying the night, i hadn’t brought any medication with me. As a result i managed to sleep for 2 15 minute periods during the night, that was it. I gave up and spent the rest of the night chatting to tyrion and co. At 11:00 on sunday i drove home to meet up with my mother and lil’ sister for lunch. By that stage i was just tired, rather than tired an medicated. The latter is an unknown quantity, the former is not. On the way i gave a lift to a polish hitchhiker from clonmel to cahir. He’s a student studying computer science in poland, he’s come over here every summer for the last 4 years on holidays.
I dropped my rio karma mp3 player at tyrion’s party, it landed on the jog wheel which snapped off. Dan’s rio also suffered the same fate a while back, it’s still with dr cjb to see if it’s possible to fix, but i’m not holding my breath. It’s a real shame, i got it as a birthday present from diane, and it really is an excellent piece of kit. I can’t think of any other electronic device i’ve used that had such an intuitive and well-designed interface. It really does put the iPod to shame.
After mum and lydia had departed i had planned to go to bed early to try catching up on sleep. Then i got a txt from barry which put paid to that. He’s a guy who was in my class in college, lived with me for two years. A very good friend whom i hadn’t seen in about a year and a half, and he was only around limerick for the evening. He called over for a couple of hours, turns out he’s moving to italy in the next few weeks for the foreseeable future. It was all detailed in an email i hadn’t got around to reading yet -) I think i spent most of the 2 hours telling him about my last year. I realised that next month will be the 5 year anniversary of getting IC, i just hope things don’t get much worse than they are now. Currently, it’s copeable with, but it seems like that the point at which everything falls down isn’t that much further down.
I haven’t managed to catch up on sleep from the weekend yet. I’ve spent the last 2 days completely fried. Today i had to catch the 08:05 train to cork for a visit to Tyndall. I got up at 07:00, had breakfast and packed, then rang for a taxi. Calling a taxi in limerick is a tricky buisness. If you call and say you want a taxi in 30 minutes, the most likely time for the taxi to arrive is 5 minutes later. It’s happened to me so so often. So, the only way to work around this is to add extra time to your schedule for you to ring the taxi while fully ready. Today, it didn’t work out. I rang 2 of the major taxi companies in limerick, one of them twice. All the phonecalls rang out. By the time i had to give up on them, it was getting far too close to depend on a taxi getting here in time, so i decided to just drive to the train station.
Upon arriving at the train station, i found out that the carpark there requires you to pay on entrance, not exit. And it only takes exact change, which i didn’t have. The train left in 15 minutes time. I reversed out of the train station, and went looking for a carpark where i could leave the car for the day. The best i could do in the time i had left was find one that closed at 19:00. This meant i had to leave Tyndall at 15:00 in order to catch a train back to limerick before the carpark closed. It was a lot more stress than i had been looking for. The taxi + train plan had meant i wouldn’t have had to drive, or worry about parking etc, and that i could stick around in cork for a while after work to meet up with cjb and sammi. Gah.