Fyi.

Might end up being a blog, might not, I'll see how I feel...
chilledcoolcat:

draycen:

cobainn:

cup0fnoodles:

fatallywhimsical:

astrospection:

ATTENTION: SIGNAL BOOST THE SHIT OUT OF THIS RIGHT NOW. THIS IS NOT OK I HAVE FOUR DOGS AND I WOULD KILL THE BASTARD WHO TRIES TO HARM THEM OR ANY OTHER ANIMAL. SIGNAL BOOST PLEASE.

KEEP ALL ANIMALS INDOORS ON HALLOWEEN
Whether or not this Pit Bull thing is legit (it probably is—people love any reason to kill Pits), it’s just a good idea to keep all your animals—dogs, cats, whatever—indoors on Halloween evening and night. 
There are some really gross people out there who will use Halloween, or the night before Halloween, as an “excuse” to kill domestic animals for fun.
I had a friend who left her cat outside during the day on Halloween and didn’t make it home until after dark, and by the time she returned someone or a group of people had killed it. Don’t take any chances with your pets. 

Fuck, this pisses me off

if anybody thinks of coming near my dog they are in for a rude awakening 

If anyone hurts my dogs I hurt them

I am so sickened by this.


You try to give my dog a poisoned sausage, I’ll cut yours off and give that to her.

chilledcoolcat:

draycen:

cobainn:

cup0fnoodles:

fatallywhimsical:

astrospection:

ATTENTION: SIGNAL BOOST THE SHIT OUT OF THIS RIGHT NOW. THIS IS NOT OK I HAVE FOUR DOGS AND I WOULD KILL THE BASTARD WHO TRIES TO HARM THEM OR ANY OTHER ANIMAL. SIGNAL BOOST PLEASE.

KEEP ALL ANIMALS INDOORS ON HALLOWEEN

Whether or not this Pit Bull thing is legit (it probably is—people love any reason to kill Pits), it’s just a good idea to keep all your animals—dogs, cats, whatever—indoors on Halloween evening and night. 

There are some really gross people out there who will use Halloween, or the night before Halloween, as an “excuse” to kill domestic animals for fun.

I had a friend who left her cat outside during the day on Halloween and didn’t make it home until after dark, and by the time she returned someone or a group of people had killed it. Don’t take any chances with your pets. 

Fuck, this pisses me off

if anybody thinks of coming near my dog they are in for a rude awakening 

If anyone hurts my dogs I hurt them

I am so sickened by this.

You try to give my dog a poisoned sausage, I’ll cut yours off and give that to her.

(Source: arcadeceasefire, via 4955games)

My day! Fun day! Beach day!
I feel I have to explain my flexibility, I’ve been dancing since I was 3! *Guuurl, with her thighs?* I’ve had that. No explanation for that, apart from I really, really like Ben & Jerry’s ice-cream. And chocolate. And tea, which I’m sure I mentioned before. My dancing years have been fun, with assesments and exams and bitches. Waay too many bitches, but I sure out-bitched them. 
I’m sure I’ll blog about this some other time.

Big thighs.

My day! Fun day! Beach day!
I feel I have to explain my flexibility, I’ve been dancing since I was 3! *Guuurl, with her thighs?* I’ve had that. No explanation for that, apart from I really, really like Ben & Jerry’s ice-cream. And chocolate. And tea, which I’m sure I mentioned before. My dancing years have been fun, with assesments and exams and bitches. Waay too many bitches, but I sure out-bitched them.
I’m sure I’ll blog about this some other time.

Big thighs.

Rambling

World Cup. What was that all about? 7-1? I won’t ramble about football, it’s quite boring. I’ve had a totally uneventful week, walking, swimming and such. I’m lucky in the sense I live near the beach. I always have something to do, even if I have no-one to go with. All my friends are working. It’s July, and it’s raining. Even when it isn’t raining, I will still drink tea. My tea addictions is one of many of my shortcomings. Laziness being another. You can tell that it’s Summer in Ireland. The grass gets really long because the rain gets warmer. The dog of the afore mentioned grandma’s great uncle is becoming lonely. I feel for the little thing. Anyone would. 

My time since November has been used up by studying and GTA V. If you’ve never played GTA, please don’t. It will ruin your life. I’ve played the damn thing six times and working on the seventh. DON’T. Studying is not quite as enjoyable, but equally if not more time consuming. I shall end my moan now.

Gta V addict.

Being Irish

Today saw the first day of waking a relative of mine. Great uncle of my Grandmother, I think. My house became ”Tea HQ”, as the deceased did not posses such a thing as a kitchen. Being Irish, wakes are always an interesting affair. Three days of clichéd ”death talk” and doing what the Irish would call, a ”Mrs Doyle” on it with the tea and sandwiches. So, six trays of sandwiches and about, no joke, a thousand cups of tea later, I’m finally back in my sweats and the somber black and white get-up lying crumpled in a corner. 

Being in a wake-house and not wanting to look at a corpse is, as you would imagine, a challenge. Biddys shouting at me to bring them more tea as they themselves have arthiritic backs and knees and such, and having to explain to them that they have to come to me. Awks. I’m now known as ”That Bitch who won’t Bring us Tea”. The morning shop is also fun. The shopkeepers know that there’s a wake shop on the way and they are rubbing their hands with glee, as they’re going to sell a trolly-load of teabags, milk, bread, custard creams, kitkats and various sandwich fillings. As you pay, they even suggest other items, things that they themselves like to see at wakes, such as chocolates or toffees, which you are subsequently forced to buy. Don’t wake shop in Ireland.

Just Saying.

That Bitch who won’t Bring us Tea.

Losing my Tumblr-intity

Well, first post, here we are, 1st of June. Good date. Sunny day. Seaside location. And I’m on Tumblr. Well done, me.