Not such a good day. Today was a bank holiday but instead of sleeping in late I had to go in to work. While in work I felt cold but sweaty and slightly dizzy all day. I'm sick and not feeling the best. The stress of Year End (did I say I was dealing with the stress of Quarter End before? Oh yeah, apparently it's Year End, much worse!) is taking it's toll on me as well and I staid a little bit over an hour doing some overtime to get some things done. Now that I'm home I'm finding myself in not such a great mood. I feel like a sick weakling and while I'm hungry I have absolutely no desire to prepare food (nor to prepare a lunch for tomorrow) nor to eat. I want to crawl in under my duvet and be taken care of.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
I'm probably going to make a vast generalisation by claiming my observation of Finnish behaviour as truth, but judging by the amount of my Finnish friends that keep up this behaviour I'm probably somewhat close to some kind of truth.
So. Let me teach you something about Finnish people: When we go out we're late! Made plans to meet up at 7 and drink at somebody's place? You won't. It'll be 8.45. Arranged to meet at the Spire at 9? Make it 9.15. Made plans to go drinking in somebody's place at 9 and leave to meet up with everybody else at 10.30? Nope, you'll be late for both!
I was invited to lovely Sini's birthday celebrations for Saturday. The idea was to follow the set dress code (attire in black and white) and to have a nibble of some lovely food before heading out. On a pubcrawl! There were nine places in the list and while I was amazed at the night she had planned, I was a little bit worried. While I've never been on a real pub crawl I can imagine how they would end up...Messy!
I wasn't sure of whether I would join everybody for the yummy, nibbly food or to join only at a later stage. The decision was made on my behalf as the nibbling was supposed to take place at 1 (it was then rescheduled for 2 as Sini was running late, of course not at all related to my observation above) and I was still in bed. Going out and getting up early the next day is not a good combination. Don't get me wrong though, I wake up incredibly early after going out drinking. I will lay in bed and my eyes will open like a curtain being drawn by force and I'll look at the time and see it's 7 in the morning. One does not simply get up and become productive though.
Instead of getting out of bed at a normal time I did absolutely nothing all day and (much) later went to Pilvi's place and plaid a very silly trivia drinking game. The questions are basically always too difficult to answer (or we're a collection of dimwitted Finns/Swedes/Greeks) and the cards then urge you to drink "one finger of drink" for each incorrect answer. Pilvi's fiancé is Swedish/Greek and his brother Dennis had come over on a surprise visit from Greece.
After a few rounds of questions we all got wrong we tumbled out the door to meet up with the others. After some investigatory work we were able to find out where the rest of the gang was heading. Onward to Club M it was!
We were a little bit early as the place hadn't opened yet (it was just before 11). My first impression of the place was "meh". Cheap Halloween decorations and carpeting. I guess no place looks good when not too busy though.
The place filled up and more people joined us.
Pilvi was drinking Margaritas. I have never tried one so I should have stolen a sip.
(What I think is) Daniel (it's a bit blurry), Dennis, Sini (the girl of the hour!) and Pilvi. I really like this picture for some reason. It's very happy and energetic.
Daniel doing his best ghost impersonation and becoming slightly see-through in the process.
Here Daniel and Dennis are making shadow puppets.
Pilvi and I.
A lovely night. Happy Birthday wishes to Sini again! I didn't get to see her for so long that night as she was busy shaking her ass on the dancefloor. She did carry me from one chair to a chair at the other table though. Amazing muscles, I gotta say!
Sunday, October 21, 2012
This Friday I was honoured with the superb company of my friend Anni.
Anni and I used to work together but she decided that Ireland would no longer be blessed with her presence and fucked off to Finland for studies. While bereft of a shenanigans partner we were reunited on Friday. We decided we would start it off early and she came over to my place for around 8. When I went downstairs to let her in it hit me how it didn't feel like it had been a few months since the last time I saw her.
It was so great to see her again! I got to hear about what Finland was like and she got to hear about everything that has happened in Ireland while she's been gone.
This is lovely Anni. Cute as a button she is but she doesn't like getting her picture taken. I told her I had to celebrate our reunion on my blog so we compromised and this is the results.
After a few glasses of wine I thought it would be great fun to experiment with her glasses.
My friend Daniel had earlier asked me to come out to The Turk's Head to join him and his friends and at some stage we messaged him to let him know we would be coming over. Me getting ready and our animated gossiping dragged out and we left a lot later than what we had thought we would. We only arrived to The Turk's Head to find him in the smoking area and being ready to leave.
Anni hasn't been much of a drinker since she's been back in Finland so it wasn't long before she was ready to go home as well. I wasn't left on my own for too long as my friend Darren texted me and said he was coming out if I would be around. I replied eagerly for him to hurry out and for the rest of the night it was Team Sorella and Darren.
We staid where we were for a little while but decided to move on.We wound up in Sweeneys. This time unlike last weekend I was sitting upstairs and thankfully no part of me was cold. I realised that the walll in the back of the upper floor was familiar, as I had seen it in one of the pictures on Darren's Facebook. It's pretty hard not to remember a wall of naked women.
He had his camera with him so I got to try it. He has some model of Nikon but while I can't remember which exact model he has I can say that it's an upgrade in range to the one I have. He was telling me about different buttons that did different things and I would then try to take a picture and see the effect it was supposed to give.
Darren thought we should move on again so we left but I noticed that I had left my cardigan behind in the last place. We went back and I was incredibly surprised but very relieved to ask for it behind the bar and be handed my lovely black cropped cardigan. Items lost in the nightlife of Dublin tend to stay lost in my experiences. We took a taxi to some part of Dublin and we tried to find a place he was saying was terrific but it wasn't open. I'm not completely sure what time it was but my feet were killing me and we decided it was time to call it a night. Enough adventure for one night.
This post is dedicated to Anni. I missed you and I will go back to missing you again.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Friday morning at work I spent the first few hours trying to wrestle my computer into functioning properly. After joint effort with my colleague trying to figure out what was wrong Juliano gave up and I reluctantly went back to work now feeling handicapped as one of my programs wasn't working. As some sort of reward for all the effort the program suddenly started working. Hooray!
I saw an email sent out by Hege in the morning. It was an invite to go for sushi later in the evening. Sushi? Well. If you insist! She asked a few of the people in her team (we work in different offices) but it wound up being Hege, Mari, Sofia and I.
Mari seems to be the only one who was captured in a picture.
There are three Yamamori restaurants in Dublin and I believe the one we went to is the newest one. I also believe that unlike the others it's classified as a café and not a restaurant but I could be wrong. My impression of the place was that while it was slightly crowded the decore was lovely. There were a lot of vintage Japanese adverts and posters hanging everywhere and they made my heart beat just a little bit faster as I fell in love with them.
I wanted to bring them home with me!
As we walked out with no longer empty bellies I thought that I would head home. Hege also announced that due to living a bit further out than the rest of us she would catch a bus home. Instead we were all dragged down towards Temple Bar to meet up with some of Mari's friends. We wandered around for a little bit while Mari was on the phone trying to make sense of where to meet up with them. We wound up standing in front of a door. The door opened and we were all pulled inside. I found myself standing inside a vintage shop and shaking hands with two brothers and a very cheerful girl.
The brothers were twins and ran the vintage shop we were all ushered into. The girl shared a flat with the two of them. We were all introduced and I was told their names but of course I no longer remember them. I think the girl was called Shiny but I'm sure I'm spelling it incorrectly.
We had a few drinks and had a browse through the clothes hanging off of the rails. It feels quite intimate to go through the contents of a shop after it has already closed and you can see that it's dark outside.
Sofia, Mari, Shiny and the in the lack of a name: twin with the dark hair.
I love this for some reason!
Sofia having a smoke.
I didn't feel like going out for some reason and told the others I would head home. This was met with a lot of reluctance and they talked me into joining them for at least one drink. We went across the road to a place called Sweeneys. Once there and after the initial drink I found myself no longer wanting to go home.
Here I'm wearing twin with blonde hair's hat. We were standing outside drinking so my hands were absolutely freezing but my ears were comfortably warm underneath the striped woolly masterpiece.
I had never been to Sweeneys before but liked it. The only negative worth mentioning is that the bathroom is on the upper floor and it takes a long time to squeeze up the stairs, through the second floor and up another flight of stairs.
I'm happy I didn't go home. It was a very good night. Sometimes you should go for that one drink.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
I actually really like my job but I could definitely live without Quarter End! If you don't know what QE is you should consider yourself lucky! It's a coldhearted monster that finds disturbing ways of torturing you.
Ok, it's really just a big deadline within the financial sector that's really stressful but I assure you that's what it feels like.
*Tries not to hyperventilate*