Originally posted by Juno
Curses upon all you people with your 'plans for the weekend' stuff. I'm going to be stuck down in the schticks with the threat of being forced to help redecorate my grandparents' living room hanging over me. AND it's raining. AND my parents don't let me smoke in the house so I'm going to get soaked twenty times a day. AND I won't be going to any pubs so I'll have to make like an alcoholic and rob whisky from the press after everyone else goes to bed.
Jesus, I'm turning into a grumpy teenager and I haven't even left Dublin yet.
give my regards to the west of meath!