Marc O’Morain

You live life like it was a movie. Constantly in motion, you bring pleasure to many, but are often hidden away.
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Last night on RTE the Gardaí [Police] warned all horse owners in urban areas to make sure the horses are well tied up on Hallowe’en night.

The Smallest Sync. This interests me and I don’t know why.

On Friday it rained.

I had a final-year project meeting with Carol on Friday morning at 10am. I have to write up a plan for my project before next Thursday morning. After the meeting I had a long hour with J. A. Redmond.

I met Aine for lunch, we got bagels in the IFSC. I walked back to the Netsoc room and did very little for the rest of the day. I have set up an MSN transport on tcdnetsoc.org’s Jabber server. I still need to look into compiling a user-proof version of PSI for Netsoc.

On Saturday Aine and I went shopping in town. spent a lot of money very quickly - she seems to really be enjoying her first pay-cheque. She bought a pair of Boots in from Faith, and a suit. The suit is for graduation. The boots are her first ever pair of waterproof shoes. Dry feet make Aine happy. After spending an hour on the northsoid I got nervous and headed back south of the river. Aine followed me and we went into Waterstone’s for a pot of tea. We read the “Waterstone’s Gift Guide Christmas 2004″ and had cakes (This was a far better plan than eating in subway north of the river. After tea I bought a book for my father’s birthday (Victory by the author of ‘Band of Brothers’). Aine then got lost in the cookery books section. She dropped some nice christmas hints: Delia Smiths Complete Cookery Course, and a good housekeeping guide that had a plethora (good word) of recipies. We then went down the computer section, but the look of disinterest on Aine’s face indicated that we should leave promtly.

We spent the next hour wandering around Dublin looking for suitabl resteraunts for Aine’s parents to dine in when they come up to Dublin for her graduation.. We are looking for somewhere cheap that sells ordinary food (Read: Meat and two veg). I was surprised at how metropolitan Dublin can be when you don’t want it to be.

We met up with Sean and John G to look at an apartment. The apartment was very well situated across the road from the wax museum, above an international call centre / internet cafe. The ultimate in urban chique is waking up to a view of a 10 meter giant ripping chunks from a building across the road. The apartment was small and the bedrooms were smaller. The search for a nice, safe appartment on Dorset Street continues.

John G and aine came back to mine, where we dined on chili and pita bread (Was the culinary combination a cultural faux-pas?).

What began then was an adventure in Dublin transport that reminded me of the second Streets album. Just bring back the DVD, withdraw some extra money, get the 46A to Leeson Street and tell mum that I won’t be back for tea. Of course, on the wettest night of the year you near the bus stop as a 46A pulls away from the bus stop. As you draw closer it stops after 5 metres, lingering in front of a red light at the corner of Fosters Avenue sneering at you. We waited fourty-five minutes for another 46A to come. We gave up hope and got an 84. The 84 is the only bus that passes my house that doesn’t go down leeson street, so on the wettest night of the year we crossed middle earth from the National Gallery to Harcourt Street (Incase you missed the weak reference, Aine, Bilbo and Frodo all share the same toe barber).

Odeon Edgespace (most of), Karen, beer, dancing, Moi Aussi Une Stella Artois!, dancing, nightlink. Highlight: Trying to remeber my C:
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Sunday was boring.

Today I met Aine at Booterstown dart station. She was forced to use the dort because the marathon was on in the city centre. Darts don’t run on the northside at the weekends (Mostly to ensure that Dublin still has trains on Monday). We wandered around Blackrock for the day. Contrary to popular belief, Mighty Macs are not Mighty. Let it also be known that despite McDonnald’s best marketing, one should not assume that “Big Tasty” burgers are big or tasty.

We both came back to my house, where we lit the fire (like a proper bank holiday weekend). I have just watched Con Air on RTE. Despite John Malkovich being very good, it is a terrible film.

Bad thing: my McAfee Anti-Virus subscription just ran out, and I am developing my final year project on Windows. I do not intend to use Windows ever again after I have finished the project, so I think I will just tighten the rules on my firewall and hope that I survive.

How to make a Rubik’s Cube from Lego: Maarten Steurbaut - Rubik’s magic Cube

I hve just updated the style on my website from the Wordpress default style. The new style is called Rubiks and I got it from Alex King.

I need to read more of the Finite Element Analysis book for my Final Year Project. It’s hideous maths. Bad.

A little kitty to play with..

Today I got up far too early (7.36am - that’s 7.30 + 1 standard Nokia snooze). I went in to college with Dad in the car. Myself and Vlad were in the Netsoc freshers-week stand for the morning. I spend the afternoon doing nothing in the Netsoc room.

I went to see Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow in UGC, it’s quite good. The last few hours have been spend upgrading to a new Wordpress, and adding old blogs from 2003 to the database.

I watched Ice Cold in Alex the other night - it was RTE 1’s late night film. It was really good.