Work-ed

It's a little strange to me that it has only been 5 days since my last update because of the massive amount of things that have been happening here. It feels like my trip to Ireland started about a month ago because that is about the time that awesome things started to happen. When I say awesome things, I'm talking about this group of friends that I have found here. I know that I talked about them a couple of posts ago, but they are defining my trip here in Ireland and I love it.

I also know that I said finding these people was an answer to prayer a few posts ago, but I'm going to say it again because of how much I enjoy being with them. It had been a little frustrating and depressing in the past because I didn't find many friends that I call best friends while I was in college. I still refer to a group of my high school friends as my best friends because even though I had a lot of friends in college, I didn't get really close with many of them. I am daily becoming closer with my friends here and it hurts me to know that I will be leaving them in two weeks. After every time I hang out with them I feel refreshed and built up because they are some of the strongest Christians that I have ever met. Constantly conversations randomly end up about a passage in The Bible or something else Godly. This is what real friends are and I will miss them.

I'll leave it at that for now. I feel like writing more but it will have to wait until the morning. The mo-town 6 live on.

I found a euro on the ground yesterday so it was a pretty good day.

The sun

I think it rained the hardest I have seen in Ireland last night. It reminded me a little bit of the rain we have in Texas but without gigantic thunder and 1000mph winds. So it was raining hard with a lot of drops but none of the stuff that makes the lights go out. I got up this morning (11am) and it was still coming down pretty hard. It prompted me to write in the blog while listening to Trace Bundy about something dreary and wet, but as I started writing the title the sun crept out from behind the clouds and blasted me in my face. So instead of calling this post "The rain", I changed it to the current title while squinting because instead of a dark room, I now sit in a bright good morning room.

I am quickly finding that Trace Bundy is good music to listen to while writing a blog.

I saw the movie Julie and Julia the other day with my friends. I went into it pretty skeptical because everyone seemed to think it would be a giant girly movie. It turned out to be pretty good and I laughed a lot. It made me want to blog a little bit more and at the same time learn to be a dominant chef because that's what happens in the movie.

I only have about one more week on my work visa here and that stinks. I am starting to like it here finally and now I have to leave.

We are going camping at some place next week and it is going to be really awesome. Half the people that are coming with us haven't ever gone camping so that will make it even better. I don't have any equipment or anything warm so that stinks bad. Anyway, the apple log is done in the oven and it's time to eat. Maybe Randoo.

It's hard to write about things sometimes on here. Partly because I don't know if I have written about certain things already in the blog, partly because it has been so long in between posts that the massive amount of things that have happened since then all melds into one big thought that I can't figure out and partly because its hard to find the right music to listen to while I'm writing. Apparently if I just start typing about something then I will start thinking about other things and then I will have something to write about because that is what happened just now.

Within the past few weeks I have finally found a group of people that I really enjoy hanging out with. It is really good because I think that was the last thing I needed before I felt like I was actually living here. It's just kind of crappy that I didn't find these people a little sooner than a month and a half before I am going back home. These people are really an answer to prayer because I have been in need for some Christian friends ever since I got here. The only thing that stinks is that I will have to leave in a little while and they will all stay here.

One thing that is strange about living in the same room as someone else is the variety of smells that are all around us. Each smell only lasts for a short amount of time, probably not even a day, so almost every time I walk into our room I am caught off guard. Most recently our bathroom smelled like pickles while our room smelled like bologna until Todd brought in his Subway sandwich which made it smell overwhelmingly like an onion. The other day something smelled like a huge turd in there, so we had to do an emergency clean-up which was successful.

I don't think I'm in a writing mood right now so I'll try to do more later after I get home from work. I do what I do what I do what I do.

A few more pictures

Cheers.