Shamoan brothers

Hiya

So Im seeing it all over facebook, the news, the radio about this Michael Jackson Tribute. Coz of the time difference it was on at 4am here…. So we wont get to see it til tonight… is it good?!

So its baltic here. I think Im sick again, the MAN flu is back. And the fact Sinead had it aint helping. the weekend gone went like…

Friday – met Sinead after work, it was her date night as inshe had to think it up. Traformers in the IMAX – YES!! Went over and it was sold out…booooooooo. Went and got drunk instead in the Slip Inn and the Paddo…

Saturday – did jobs all day. Then sat in for the first or second time ever. Me Aaron James and Emma watched a few DVDs. Faygo and Murphy were meant to go out but they had been drinking all day on the boat fishing. came home at 6 and fell asleep. They woke around 11, bit late for them then…

Sunday – did nothing…

Pretty quiet weekend all round!!

Not much happening this week either. Phil is off to NZ on friday

My parents and brothers left Ireland today. Their flight from Dublin to London was delayed so they missed the connecting flight to Bangkok. And it was late in London so I think the Qantas office was closed, i.e. nobody to help. So I dont think they were getting put up in a hotel. not Cool. I reckon Tony is going ape shit. It means they only have 2 days in Bangkok now, and Dad was really looking forward to it!

Johnny Quid: You see that pack of Virginia killing sticks on the end of the piano?
Pete: Yes.
Johnny Quid: All you need to know about life is retained in those four walls. You will notice that one of your personalities is seduced by the illusions of grandeur – the gold packet of king size with a regal insignia, an attractive implication towards grandeur and wealth, the subtle suggestion that cigarettes are indeed your royal and loyal friends, and that, Pete, is a lie.
Johnny Quid: Your other personality is trying to draw your attention to the flip side of the discussion, written in boring bold black and white, it’s a statement that these neat little soldiers of death and in fact trying to kill you and that, Pete, is the truth.
Johnny Quid: Oh, beauty is a beguiling call to death and i’m addicted to the sweet pitch of its siren.
Johnny Quid: That that starts sweet ends bitter, and that which starts bitter ends sweet.
Johnny Quid: That is why you and i love the drugs and that is also why I cannot give that painting back. now please, pass me a light.
Pete: Oh you are something special, Mr johnny quid.

I quit smoking! Im off them 4 days….again.

Right back to work…hopefully have better news fo y’all next week…

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Laters

Ronan