Below are the 5 most recent journal entries recorded in volkmari's LiveJournal:

Tuesday, August 16th, 2005
11:46 pm	bugboy! and let there be beetles! pretty little thing, ain't he? Current Mood: happy (Comment on this)
Thursday, August 4th, 2005
9:35 pm	226 miles later...... Well, I’m home, and I have to say, that was pretty much the best damn holiday I’ve ever been on. Even if it is 226 freakin’ miles away :) Anyway, holiday got off to a kinda poor start. Had a great day last Friday (Charlie and the chocolate factory, what a film! Surreality is something you wear….). Went for a drink with Orla and Eoin, walked Henriette home, moved my car back down to Denis’ place and stopped in for bout half an hour. Great evening. But by the time I had got back out some little prat had mostly broken into me car! My car! If you were going to steal a car, why in the name of god would you steal one like mine! I mean, the damn thing’s held together with rust, and I’m amazed the front wheel didn’t fall off when I driving around the north (that’s not a joke by the way, there’s a really bad knocking noise coming from the left hand wheel, and if I loosen my grip on the steering wheel at all the car automatically swerves to the left hand side). Anyway, the top of the passenger door was pulled out a couple of inches. Nothing was taken amazingly, but the window winder mechanism thingy was totalled. Ninjacomdiean and tollcreator did their best to fix it, but it didn’t really work. I had to leave the window down over night, and then drive home to Templemore with the bloody window open and it pissing down rain. Not something I want to do again. Anyway Charlie, our local stand in preacher/auctioneer/mechanic fixed it kinda. The window is now held up with a piece of wood and a HONKING big screw. I really need a new car. But at least the damn wind and rain ain’t blowing in through the window anymore. The thing you don’t realise about Malin head is the fact that its really, really, REALLY far away. You look at a map and go “oooh, that’s really far away!”, but you don’t understand how far it really is until you, A) drive there, or B) get the bus there (12 Hours! 12 bloody hours in hot smelly bus! NEVER again). Its 226 miles away. And I used to think the 90 down to Cork was bad. I know 226 in the greater scheme of things is not a whole lot pile, but it really is a totally different country up there. You know you’re not in Ireland anymore when you drive through a town and every single lamppost has a union jack flying off it, the kerb stones are painted red white and blue, and the local police station would look more at home in Afghanistan. The flags were kinda handy though cause you could judge how bad an idea it would be to stop in an Irish reg car by looking to see what flags were flying- Red hand of Ulster flag or Scottish flag- stop and have dinner, try our local beef Union jack- buy your petrol and you just stay moving along Orange order flags- lock the doors and don’t get out unless the car is on fire Israeli flags-???? Don’t even slow down I have to say though, there’s nothing like sectarian unrest and paramilitarism to keep a town tidy. All the unionist towns I passed through were spotless. No rubbish anywhere, no vandalism, all the houses painted. I suppose it’s a case of in Cork you drop litter you get fined, maybe, if you’re very unlucky. Up in Bushmills, drop litter and get your legs broke, if your lucky. It was the same in Derry (oh, little tip, I know on maps Derry is called something beginning with L, just make sure you call it Derry when you’re talking to anyone of a republican slant). I was down in free Derry corner, one of the really republican areas of Derry, and the place was amazing. All the gable ends of the building had huge murals painted on them, pictures of bobby sands and the like. Also the place was spotless, the kerb stones were all painted green white and gold, and there were Irish flags flying from every lamppost (sound familiar?). And this is after years of things getting better up there. Another thing about Derry Omagh and Enniskillen is the fact that there are very old falling down buildings in the towns. As Orla’s dad put it, 30 lbs of semtex can do wonders for urban renewal. Still though, the north rocks. Derry is a really cool town. They have some of the last areas of old oak forest in Ireland left up there, and the Giant ’s Causeway is amazing. And Malin head itself has to be one of the most beautiful places in Ireland. Its like Kerry, but better and with less tourists. How can it possibly be bad?:) Current Mood: content Current Music: Fiona apple- tidal (Comment on this)
Thursday, July 28th, 2005
1:38 am	stupid humans Grrrr.. Yesterday and today I’ve had to spend a couple of hours in work fixing the fuck ups left behind by the moron on the morning shift. I swear to god man, I’m gonna rename my happy couple whupin’ stick. I’m gonna call it the stupid worker whupin’ stick, or in these politically correct times, the employee productivity enhancement tool. Yeah, I’ll productivity enhance his kneecaps REAALLLL good. In other news, me Mam is a bit miffed with ye lot. Someone let an onion the size of a small moonlet on top of the fridge. She moved some stuff off the top and it came down and cracked her on the side of her head. She doesn’t like onions at the best of times, and now she’s terrified of the bloody things. In fairness though, it’s a bloody big onion. 6 more working hours till holidays! Joy! Current Mood: annoyed Current Music: Kris Delmhorst- 5 stories (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, July 27th, 2005
1:15 am	lost and found An amazingly small amount of stuff seems to have been forgotten this year. But in case anyone wants any of this valuable property back, here’s the list- -1 grey sock (Henriette’s?) -1 blue hair bobble thing (Lynn’s?) -1 partially consumed bottle of tequila (Noel’s?) - assortment of possibly toxic chicken related products, mostly legs, which, thanks to bizarre combination of the fridge being plugged out, ho-sin sauce and a full moon, fused into a freakish chicken-centipede thing that attacked the dog (dog’s ok by the way, just sworn of chicken for life). Chicken-centipede thing now locked in small bathroom while we look for all the bits of the shotgun. - 1 liver (Brian’s?) Now if anyone wants any of this stuff, give us a shout and I’ll drop it down. Except the chicken-centipede thing. That’s not going in my car. Also, what the hell happened to the big green hat? Who owned the damn thing, and where did it go? Or did I imagine the whole thing due to sleep deprivation? Current Mood: good Current Music: white stripes- white blood cells (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 26th, 2005
1:54 am	There's a first time for everything....... Greetings one and all! It took me a while, but I finally have a journal, although the odds of me updating it often are pretty bloody slim, I have to tell ye. I'm still shattered from the BBQ at the weekend, and I think I never want to see another blackened sausage as long as I live:) But it was a great weekend, and I want to thank the 20 lunatics who braved the rain and the mud and the Irish rail system to come up. This is the first year that we ever got really badly caught out by the rain, so I guess I’m pretty lucky. And anybody I told that there wont be another BBQ, forgot I ever said anything, you should see what I have planned for next Year! I still think the highlight of the weekend, although I do think, in retrospect, highlight is the wrong word, was Noel setting himself on fire. I guess it was just as well that I was kinda drunk or I probably would have dropped dead of heart attack in the middle of a cowshed. Thinking back about it, I find myself giggling. A lot. Which, as anyone who knows me will tell you, is a really bad sign. The crazy son of a bitch was on fire! That's worse than him humping the damn house! Anyway, me folks are very impressed with the, em, artwork in the shed, although me auld fella was wondering why we didn't do the other wall. They didn't pass any comment on the rated R section of the wall, and I sure as hell ain't gonna draw attention to it. Once again folks, thanks for coming up, and it were totally worth the ulcers I got before hand worrying about it. The place seemed so damned empty on Sunday when ye all left. Now I gotta sleep, cause its been a long day Current Mood: satisfied Current Music: slipknot-its loud, it'll keep me awake (3 Comments |Comment on this)