A Good Weekend

Friday night, I had originally planned to stuff in a double feature in the cinema with Cazi, who has sort of become my Cinema Person since Kate left - 'The Age of Stupid" first at the QFT followed by a quick hoof down the road to the Movie House for 'The Watchmen'. Instead, he offered me one of the Knight's passes to the Odyssey for the second of Snow Patrol's four shows there. This was especially cool because Cashier No.9 were supporting, and it was great to see some friends play such an important gig. A few of us managed to pretty much drink our way through a few dressing rooms, and ended up hanging out at a party until the birds began to sing again. Ouch.

On to the rugby. The last three matches of the Six Nations - Italy v France, England v Scotland and the Big One, Ireland v Wales. Kind of dozed off on the sofa during the second match, but managed to pull it together for IRELAND WINNING THE GRAND SLAM, EYYYYYYO! In true Irish rugby fashion, it was by no means a walk in the park, and came down the the last kick, a failed Welsh penalty from deep in the pitch. Sadly, the adrenaline just wasn't enough to keep me going, and I totally failed at going out. In hindsight, probably not a bad thing because I am still wrecked today. Am I beginning to lost the knack of this partying lark? I certainly fucking hope not...

Headed down to the Black Market today, saw a few folk and had a wee snoop around the stalls, then headed up to Moneyrea to see my Mum. At one point I had a wee wobbly lip moment when I was talking to her. I've asked her not to come to the airport with me when I am leaving because I don't think I will be able to deal with a big goodbye then - it was hard enough doing it with Kate when she went, but at least she had me with her then. I can't think of anything worse than breaking down in the airport, and then having to take three flights across the world (taking up the best part of two days) feeling miserable, which is exactly what will happen. So, I'm planning on doing the goodbyes on Monday, and taking a taxi over on Tuesday. Is this normal? I don't care, its just how I'm going to be able to cope.

All of these goodbyes looming are starting to really weigh me down, they are all coming so quickly.

Other things of note:

• Jade Goody died this morning, Mother's Day. Very sad, very quick, but I know I'm not alone in hoping that this raises the profile of cervical cancer awareness. Its a horrible disease, but almost completely preventable with the right screening.
• Miguel martin's £1 surprise art card tree. Awesome.
• Ludacris. Ha.
• I have sore legs.