Who throws a Shoe? Honestly?!

I have to say that the shoe throwing (in my mind) has eclipsed the whole choking on a pretzel incident as one of the dumbest and most amusing events in Bush's presidency. That being said, it was wholly insulting (read the NYTimes article linked to the title of this post). But again... the dude threw a shoe.

So, I've been a bit MIA. My bad. I've been on a psych rotation, and it's taken all of my energy not to hurl myself out a window. Note to self: Psych is off the table. It's been the most depressing 6 weeks of my life, and I've found more crazy in myself than I ever thought existed... and ever want to discover again. Did you know I have a problem with open cupboards? I mean... I really do. *sigh*

The good news is that I've been getting out of Dublin from time to time. I went down to Kerry on Thanksgiving weekend with a horde of peeps that was an amazing group. We cooked a 17lbs turkey (17-lbs!!!) in a little bitty oven. We went swimming in the sea (and as you can imagine, it was quite cold) twice! We did a pub crawl through the town's two pubs. And we did it all with child like glee... at least, that's how I did it.



The following weekend, I took off for Paris. Why Paris? Why not Paris! It was a great time. Though it turns out my french is a little worse for the lack of wear. Maybe 6 years away from a language is a little much... But I still understand a lot of it. I just can't speak it very well. Anywho, a weekend in Paris was just what the crazy doctors ordered.


The Tuesday I got back was the Christmas Concert followed by mulled wine and minced pies (yum!). I think we put on a kicking concert! I managed to sing a quasi-solo in spite of my near vomiting nerves about singing in front of people. I've overcome the whole singing thing as long as I'm not the ONLY one singing.

I threw a little Christmas party on Thursday that involved egg nog, mulled wine, christmas cookies, and decorating my apartment for the season... I'll have to take a photo of that before I head out. Then had a dinner party on Saturday (I'm so civilised). Now I'm looking at the last week of the semester, last week of psych (thank God), and last week in Dublin before heading home for Christmas. I'm so ready to go home. It's -17 in MN (-8F). And there's SNOW! I love snow. One more piss-up (Thurs), one more party (Fri), one more day to shop (Sat) and a day to clean and pack (Sun) and then I'm home! Can't wait!

Peace,
~Liz