My kitten has decided that he’d prefer to sleep in his kitty bed this evening, freeing up my lap for pursuits such as knitting, web surfing, job hunting, hotel searching, and blogging. It’s a busy life, this being a woman of leisure. To sum up, things remain good with the sole issue of still being [...]
I haven’t stopped enjoying Dublin or wanting to share the experience with the Internets, but I have lost nearly all access to said Internets. The next ETA for a direct line to my digital drug is Thursday morning; if I have to sneak into restricted areas of my building and camp out for hours, I [...]
The Wanderer and I put down a security deposit for a flat yesterday morning. Walking down Westland row on the way back, I noticed a slight ache in the back of my neck. By the time we passed O’Neill’s in Pearse Street, I had it figured out. It was whiplash.
My path into town takes me past the Guinness brewery, so passing by during the day guarantees a few tourist spottings. Today, while on the bus at the stop closest to the brewery entrance, the driver directed a passenger towards the brewery entrance. In case there were more, shyer tourists on the bus, he turned [...]
While attempting to set up an Irish bank account, I remembered another crucial piece of official documentation I needed but had completely forgotten about: the PPS (Personal Public Service) number. This is akin to the American Social Security number, and like a SSN, you need one in order to do most things having to do [...]