Yes I AM going to Ireland in November. Jealous? This trip is henceforce dubbed "Sisters in the Homeland." Keri, as I've mentioned once or twice before, is a dirty whore and therefore studying abroad in Limerick, Ireland during the fall. I bought (or my mom put on her credit card for me to pay her back) a ticket a week or so ago to go see her during our Thanksgiving break. She doesn't have that week off (who knew the Irish didn't celebrate the Indians and Pilgrims getting along in perfect harmony, just like ebony and ivory?) but we'll make her skip class that week regardless so we can go to the pub every night and (hopefully) get impregnanted by Irish men with sexy ass brogues. That way my kids can at least be 75% Irish. My mom screwed us over by not being Irish at all, so we're only 50%. Thanks a lot Mom. But anyways, fuck yes bitches, I am finally accomplishing one of my New Year's Resolutions by going to visit Kerianne. Well I mean I have gained that 45 pounds I was planning on, but I don't want to brag about that here.
I have really accomplished one other goal though so far this summer by taking the summer math class. We had our first test last week and I got a motherfucking A on it. I can't remember the last time I got an A on a test, let alone a MATH class. Needless to say I put it on the refrigerator. Then I went to class today and realized 20 minutes before it started that I had forgetten to do this short 20 point project that was due today. As Keri put it "You have ONE class and you forget to do this project?" Shut up bitch.
This past Saturday was my co-worker's wedding that has been three years in the planning. I remember thinking back then, "jesus christ, I'm be 21 by the time that wedding comes along" and now it's already come and gone. It was a lot of fun though. I ended up going with Brad, my bosses son, and now I'm never going to hear the end of it from certain people who I see at work each day. He was a good date though. There was plenty of dancing, door-holding and drink-getting which I throughly enjoyed. I love when a guy opens up the door for you. I think I'm more old fashioned that I realized. So what if I think women should be barefoot in the kitchen and not be allowed to speak unless spoken to? THAT'S THE WAY IT SHOULD BE.
Now that Amanda is gone on her THREE WEEK LONG HONEYMOON (Mexico, Hawaii AND a cruise. Good lord, they are going to need a vacation from each other when they get back) I'm working a lot more, which blows, but at least I'll be making some decent money finally. All of which basically has to go to paying my mom back, but still. This week I work Monday-Saturday. What is this, slave labor? Goddamnit. At least I'm in air conditioning all day becuase it has been hot as fuck here for the past 2 weeks. We hit 96 degrees Friday, which was the highest it's been here in three years. I know you bitches in New Mexico or California experience worse on a daily basis probably, but I'm not used to this shit. I would much prefer to be swimming though. My mom insists that "we have a pool!" because we have a spa in the backyard, but can you swim laps in a spa Mom? I didn't think so.
The White Sox are the best team in baseball right now. I think the entire Southside has been on a high these past few weeks. Granted we lost the series to the Cubs, 2 games to 1 this past weekend, which kind of sucked becuase it gave Brad bragging rights at the wedding, but regardless, we're number one bitches.I still haven't been to a game yet, but I bought this package deal the other day at work, so Comiskey here I come. Next stop, World Series. I'm most likely just jinxed them. Prepare to read about the Sox losing their next 42 games in a row.
To answer your question Rat in a Cage (I can't think of your real name at the moment, or even if I know it at all), I think you should visit Chicago for St. Patty's Day. I've never been to the parade downtown, I just go to the one on the Southside, which I think is a ton of fun, but I don't know if it's just because all my friends and family are there and we all have a good time. What I'm basically trying to say is, I'm not sure if an "outsider" (for lack of better words) would find it as fun as we do. But I'm thinking, if you like to drink and like Irish people, you would have a wonderful time. I am not helpful at all. Southsiiiiiiiide, bitches.