Another Saturday and Another Hangover

Severely hungover and fragmented, great nite last nite in the Graffiti for a meal with my buddies......ended up getting sick in the bogs.....first time in forever......must be the red wine, not sure if my stomach can stomach too much of the red stuff especially when mixing with baileys coffees and a big steak and all that...

Headed up to Derry to meet with Suzie and Aubrey and showed them round a bit of Derry....the walls, the murals.....etc....which was nice I suppose....Derry is such an interesting place, cool bars and restraunts and it is so bright now......I miss it now when I visit it! Then to Donegal........and Mc Grorrys....a nite of crazy dancing and standing in the cold discussing the merits of taxis, coats and how black people can get away with flamboyant clothes........we gatecrashed the main acts house....and required a golden pages to incurr our warmth that we didn't get from sausages....battered or not!

Finally 27

For the past few months, in fact last 6 months I think I have been 27 in my head, not because I have had any great need to become one year older but mainly because 26 is such a non-happening age to be. There is absolutely nothing interesting about being 26 at all.....i mean.....what happened to me this year? I was depressed for the first time in memory, i mean really depressed and not in the damnn I cut my finger type way, but in the ohh I don't want to talk to anyone sort of way.......anyway, thats months ago and the 27 year old Ruairi has started quite well, in a better job, with better money and more scope for a future.....loving it really!.....I was told during a chinese reading thingy that this would be a tempestuous time.....in a good way and I can definately feel that change occuring!......hopefully a butterfly will emerge from this cocoon!