Dia duit gach duine. Rinne mé rabhadh duit go lá amháin ba mhaith liom a phost i nGaeilge. Inniu an lá sin. Tá brón ormmá tá an t-aistriúchán mícheart, tá mé lag i mBéarla a aistriúisteach sa Ghaeilge. Tá áthas orm inniu mar go raibh mé in ann Gaeilge a labhairt le mo chairde agus coworkers. Uimh Ní bheidh mé ag aistriú seo i mBéarla ar do shon. Tá sé i bhfad ró-obair. Is féidir liom gealltanas nach mbeidh mo phost ar fad a dhéanamh sa Ghaeilge, mar sin roimh muid ar ais ag labhairt Béarla beidh mé a fhágann tú leis an Beannúna hÉireann: “May … Continue reading Lá 22: Dia Duit agus Lá Fhéile Pádraig Shona
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Day 22: Text Messages, Controversial Topics and Getting Politicians Out of my Pants.
There are days when I wholly enjoy insomnia. I get work done around my house, can stay up late talking with friends, and just enjoy the night. Then there are days where jumping off the roof of my house just for the chance to be unconscious seems like a pretty legitimate idea. Guess which one … Continue reading Day 22: Text Messages, Controversial Topics and Getting Politicians Out of my Pants.
Day 21: Cramping, Best Friends, Engagements and Drama Llamas
Seriously, my muscles never cramped this way when I was curling 80lb weights everyday....ridiculous. I am now the proud owner of not 1, but two, deep blue bruises that make me look like a newbie crack-head. It wouldn't be so bad if I could extend my arms without being in pain, but nope, pain. Lots … Continue reading Day 21: Cramping, Best Friends, Engagements and Drama Llamas
Day 17: I think my brain died
Remember when I said that I had today off? Yea, all lies. A coworker is doing something, I didn't bother with the details, but would have had to stretch to try to get back to work on-time...so my being sleep-deprived and way to nice, agreed to pick up his shift. I can't decide if I … Continue reading Day 17: I think my brain died
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