I'm having a night out with the girls from the office on Saturday. Nothing special, just a few drinks and a curry. Should be fun.
I was looking forward to it until a few minutes ago.
I received a text from Landers:
Hot Chip are playing in the GPO on Saturday.
The GPO being a nightclub in Galway. And I can't go cos I'm already going out.
Fuckit.
In other news, our water is brown. I went home at lunch time, made myself a glass of orange squash and thought "ooh, that looks a bit strong, I'll add some more water". So I took a swig to make room and it tasted vile so I went bleugh and tipped it away, rinsed the glass out and there was the real reason for the dark colour - brown water with bits floating in it.
And I'd had a swig.
Oh the joys of living in rural Ireland.
