Plans

I couldn't sleep last night 'cause I was really cold. Okay really it was because I drank so much tea, but that was because I was cold. My heater doesn't work. I'm going to complain sometime. I'll put it off for so long I won't do it though. That's what always happens. All of our windows get steamy at night now. thefuckingweather.com says it's 50 degrees though. Maybe it's not the most reliable source.

I definitely didn't want to wake up this morning. The snooze time on my phone is four minutes, so I woke up every four minutes for an hour before I really got up--15 minutes before class. I don't want to get into this habit. It's inevitable though really. The little alarm clock before I left is so loud. I feel like I'm waking up the whole apartment when I use it. But really, I' probably the last one to wake up anyway, so I should just use it.

Alright. I have my "reading week" figured out for the most part. Bus tickets bought, hostels lined up (almost).
Oct29-Nov1: Cork. Their jazz fest is that weekend. I don't know anybody playing at the bigger venues so I'm not paying for those, but they advertise a lot of street performances so that'll be cool. There is of course the Blarney stone to be kissed, some really old abbey's, and the English market to wander around.
Nov1-4: Galway. The Aran Islands! The Cliffs of Moher! Killary Fjord? I don't know how to get there yet, but it looks pretty.
Nov4-6: Donegal. There's a castle and a boat tour of the bay...other than that I really don't think there's that much in Donegal town besides some really pretty nature, but that is perfect.

The only thing I don't have yet is a hostel for the very first night in Cork. All the ones on the two websites I've been using were full that Saturday...so hopefully someone will cancel their reservation or I'm going to be paying something outrageous for a hotel.
I put a deposit on a hostel in Madrid too. That's exciting.

Tomorrow we're watching Singin' in the Rain.

Modernism teacher said "defecate" about ten times today. She repeats herself a lot anyway, but I don't know why she was dwelling on this one particular paragraph of Ulysses. I guess it's very modern.

Today my walking was through all the backstreets of Maynooth. It's a really small town. People's houses/apartments are crammed in everywhere. They all have display windows too, and it's interesting to see what people put in them. Vases and bowls are popular. There's a walkway that goes a long a "river" that runs the length of the town. I only followed it for ten minutes, but sometime soon I'm going to find out where it goes. It's kind of cool because there are a bunch of bridges and overpasses that it goes underneath.

http://www.wicklowway.com/
Look at that. I really want to do it. It's just under 80 miles. They say it takes 10 days. Eight miles in a whole day isn't a lot though. I'm going to do it. If not sometime next semester--we get three weeks off: one for Easter and two that are just other "reading weeks"--then after exams right before I come home.

I miss my guitar today.