So yesterday (very late at night) I went for a run! Yay! It was fantastic, well that’s a lie, the actual run was horrible, the feeling after it was amazing. I haven’t run for a long long time, I’d say the last time was before my birthday in October.

Running was my primary exercise in my on going battle of losing weight and a combination of cold cold weather and lazyness made me very reluctant to leave my house. I was reading an article with the very charming title “boob sweat – 10 reasons running doesn’t suck as much as you think” and I was inspired and ventured into the cold outside air at 11 O’Clock.

My sister Gwladys came with me and for the first time ever, ran 1.5km without stopping, I was so proud of her. I wish I could say the same about myself, but I can’t, I died. It may have been due to the fact that I couldn’t breathe through my nose, but that didn’t matter, I was pumped and I needed to run! I’m glad I went, one of my resolutions for this year (of which there are ten) was to be able to run 10km so it would be good if I actually started running again. Today, my granny knees hurt, I can’t laugh without my sides hurting and my throat is dead, but I feel great

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On the plus side, my birthday is this week! I’m going to be 24! I am getting old On the plus side I still get asked for my ID all the time so I don’t look so old

This is an improvement on the last time me and the clock had an exchange, where I looked at it without actually reading the numbers, as you do, only to look back to see it had taken the rest of the day off.

I continue looking around because I have now established that the bus was stuck in a timeloop and would never arrive. That is when I saw Ron Weasley. Not the actor, just Ron. It’s not like Ireland has a shortage of gingers, but you see this kid and you think: “Ron Weasley”.

So I look at him and he hops on to the wall of the corner house’s front garden. He looks around, I assume he is waiting for a posse, possibly composed of a Potter and a Granger but I can’t see anyone else from where I’m standing. I wonder why he’s on a wall, the only reason I can think of is that he’s a teenager and that’s what teenagers do. So I look around at the traffic for a minute, but there isn’t much to look at, it’s half eight and it seems all the interesting people have already gone home. I look back at Ron, he was still standing on the wall. He did a front flip!

I’m in awe or maybe just very surprised and continue looking. He does it again! My gaze slowly shifted to two old men that were approaching the bus stop. One looked at the clock and I heard “Great, 8 minutes” the man looked at me and said “is it working?”. By then it had been fifteen minutes, so I simply told them that the clock had been lying to me since I got there.  Of course as soon as I said that, the clock said 7 minutes. It just wanted to make me look bad.

My eyes darted back to Ron who had put his bag down and had just started running towards the front garden wall. He did a running jump over it. This was most definitely not Ron Weasley, Ron Weasley doesn’t do flips or jumps over walls.

I am always in awe of people who can do things like that, I lack the ability to do any sort of jumping. I am too afraid I’ll hurt myself and break my neck. I blame my mother, she’s always saying I’m going to break my neck.

He put his backpack on, and started walking in my direction. He walked on his own, no Potter, no Granger, past the bus stop.

I have no idea what just happened…

I have learned though, that writing what has happened at the bus stop on an iPod is both relaxing and a good way to pass the time when you have forgotten your headphones. This was an amusing event from an otherwise boring day full of thesis writing in the library.

I haven’t updated this in a very very long time, mostly due to the fact that I am lazy when it comes to writing.

In fairness, not much has been happening because I have been busy not writing my thesis. All I’ve been doing is going into college… and having coffee with Eoin and Rachel.

It’s going ok now, I started writing a while back and I’m hoping to have the scary stuff done by the middle of next week. Regardless there will be freaking out near the end of the month. Then once it is submitted, I might go to France for a week and worry about how to start becoming a translator

On another note, my living room has had a nightly visitor… A slug… It’s very strange. He comes out at night, goes around the living room,  circles the coke bottle and then goes back to wherever it is he came from. Annoyed with the trail he leaves each night, my mother decided to make a trap for it. The trap consisted of a raspberry  circled with a ring of salt on a piece of plastic. I think the hope was to find a melted slug in the morning and a half eaten raspberry. So this morning I went to investigate only to find the usual slug trail, a broken circle of salt and a half eaten raspberry… No slug. I think we have a super-mutant slug on our hands!

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I got my results and actually got a first in the two exams I was most worried about. I got two assignments back and got a first in them, they were full of praises so I was very pleased. It feels so good to not be crap at something. I don’t know if I’ve found my niche yet but it feels great to have found something I’m good at and enjoy.

So in summary I’m in a generally good mood lately

I hope you’re having a good week too

Still, I do really enjoy my course but as usual, doubts creep in. I enjoy translating, I enjoy reading and learning about it but am I going to find work this field? I think a lot of the doubts come from the fact that after finishing my degree in biotech, I was faced with the fact that  there were no longer any jobs in the field for graduates with very little experience. Another factor is that my French isn’t as good as it used to be as it rarely gets used anymore and that English is technically not my native language. What do you do when your second language is better than your native? I guess technically they are  both my native tongues, one just happens to always have the upper hand. It seems strange to think that my English would deteriorate if I went back and lived in France for a couple of years, although I never thought that it would happen to my French when I was living there :S

I know this is a rant of a blog post, but it’s what’s been on my mind lately. You know, when we were kids and in a hurry to grow up, they should have warned us it was no fun

The alternative plan I’ve been contemplating is pursuing doing art on a part time basis, still unsure on how to make money with it but I’ll figure it out. So for now it’s looking like freelance translator/ struggling artist is my path.

Hopefully it will work out fine

Hope you’re all having anice day!

www.zefrank.com/scribbler/

It turns crap drawing of something that kind of looks like an upside down dragon foetus, to a crap artsy drawing of a possible upside down dragon foetus! Hurray!

See! Dragon foetus!

Artsy dragon foetus!

Thank you Stumble Upon!

I did do a bit of drawing this week, mostly sketchy stuff. You would think that I’d have lots of reading done, but no, I spend most of my time catching up on supernatural and pretty little liars. The cold just drains the energy out of me and makes me lazy

For those of you who are interested, I started a photoblog, for now there are only pictures I took and I think I might keep it that way  but I’m not sure

http://izziepoptarts.tumblr.com/

I now have 3 blogs to feel bad about not updating!

I found this really nice copy of a collection of Dickens’ Christmas stories (on my ridiculous bookshelf) so I started reading that. It seemed appropriate

I wish I had more news, but as I said, the snow makes me lazy. I went to play with Lou and her boys with my sisters on Wednesday and made a snowman with Tini and Marc (while watching Adam and Ray make a 8” tall Penis). That is all I’ve done this week

Hilarious, but not enjoyable!

The snowman who was just too human!

That is a proud man!

They are pretty cute though!

If you are stuck about what to get for your friend who owns a ferret at christmas worry no more! This is the perfect gift!

http://www.etsy.com/listing/56883998/winter-hats-for-ferrets

I still have 3 weeks of college left, these are going to be no fun as I have 3 assignments to do I really didn’t think that the snow would stick, but I’m glad it has. I like snow, it is cold and makes a lot of gray smoosh but it is pretty and fun, much more so than rain. I hate rain.

This is a nice picture taken from my bedroom window

:D

While I’m not one of these people who agree that the christmas decorations should be put up the day after halloween, but rather sometime in december, this year I’m making an exception because of the snow