Bused to Galway in the afternoon with Chelsea, Andrew, Kim, and Arianna, who then left us to go back home for the holidays. Went in search of wool socks and celtic knots, and didn't find either. Instead, found banana-chocolate crepe and a soap+water+blow dryer sink contraption. All in one! It was magical.
In other words, it was kind of a waste of expensive bus ticket money, plus I used the wrong ATM and, as I discovered later, it charged a lot more to use than normal. Angryface.
Then it was the end of semester partay at Logues! Dinner and dessert plus DJ, and fun party hats.
After we stuffed our faces we had to have about half and hour of lolling around because we were so utterly full. Then the DJ set up and played a bunch of Christmas songs, which were appropriate to the season but nearly impossible to dance to, so for a bit we didn't do much until he figured it out and played other stuff.
He even played Cotton-eyed Joe! Which was grand, but really, he was kind of a shit DJ.
And a couple of the faculty got totally wasted! It was hilarious! (I'm talking to you, Martina, Anne and Tim)
The Logue's party ended about 1, which was too early, so we moved it to Maurice's house, which had bad dancing music too (all techno. Simon's music.)
You'd think it'd've ended back at Logue's when Emily Kaelin threw up on Emerson, but it didn't. Then it didn't end when it ended. It didn't even end when Maggie lined up an Irishman, and Englishman, and a Frenchman to kiss me all in a row. (Yeah, you're jealous.) Or when I got a piggybackride back to our house by a chatty, drunk Stewart.
It probably ended around when we watched the last half hour of the harry potter movie Emily Day had running, and then the next movie after that. I say probably because God only knows what time the people still at Maurice's stopped. It's now 7 in the morning. I can't go to sleep because I have so many chores to do today and I know if I sleep I won't get up and they won't get done.
Meh.
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