"I was talking about MY CROTCH."

So I've moved in properly. I now find my way around the kitchen, here. The last few days have been good, my colleagues are nice, Matt and Lisa are great, and last night, I had my first Irish Pub experience. Matt took me out to meet one of his work friends, Paul, and his fiancée. They were both swell people, and they lived so that they could see the place the Titanic set off from, as well as the actual Game of Thrones studio. Cool getting to meet them, but even better once we took a cab down to the city centre.

We were going to a place another friend had told me about, the Limelight. Only it was payday, and monday is a bank holiday, and studies start next week, so there were people EVERYWHERE. We went to a less popular pub, and even then that was packed. Loud, both from the music, and the people there. It was good music, but too loud to talk comfortably, and too packed to dance. I even had the full Irish experience (apart from the booze and rioting); A guy with a black eye fell down just behind me, and was half carried out of the pub, followed by security. And trying to get a cab at 2 in the morning is almost impossible.

All in all, for me, it was a good night. Not as good as the Bar'am parties, but still, good times were had by all. Might get forcefully invited to Paul's band. And I found out that on tuesdays the Limelight has Circus night - juggling, fire dancing, acrobatics, it seems. I'll check THAT out in a few days. If I get good enough, I might actually get paid to fire poi. Getting paid for doing what I'd usually do (fix swedish people's electronics, spin my poi), good friends, and a nice city so far without any riots. Could N.I. get any better?

No, I have things to do, bye for now!