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[eleneariel]

Sometimes I swear I just don't understand people. At all. What the heck motivates some of these people I know to do the things they do?!

Well, anyway. Happy St. Patrick's Day (a day late), everyone! I celebrated by wearing all of the Irish jewelry that I own, and reading the Irish Travel Guide that I recently bought. In it I found out how to say "good night" in Gaelic--oíche mhaith, which is inexplicably pronounced 'ee-ha-vah'. Go figure. Gaelic and Welsh are facinating languages, but I'm SO GLAD English makes at least a little more sense.

This news deserves a celebration: my parents and brothers are packing up for a week in Texas and leaving me here, so that I can work and take care of my grandparents. I will enjoy a week alone being Independent and Adult and Now Having Anyone To Tell Me When To Go To Bed, and I have already started making a list of Things To Do While Every Is Gone, including things like eating meals consisting of nothing but cheese, bacon, and icecream, and renting lots of movies.


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[eattheolives.livejournal.com]

Oh, we use our guns regularly, don't worry. =) Mostly for target practice, but they're kept up and always safe and operable. For me, though, I'd probably have better luck with, say, a skillet, because when I'm nervous I don't aim as accurately as I would like. Also, skillets wouldn't leave bullet holes in the wall. *grin*