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Things have been weird lately. This morning I was in Madrid and now I'm in Ireland again. It's too weird and cool to rationalize. I'm aware this is corny, but I just feel really free right now. So, who needs rationality? I'd rather just be grateful and leave it at that.

I didn't do much today besides stand on the subway, sit on the plane, doze on the bus, and wish I had ten more layers on the walk to the apartment.

Last night was really annoying. When I went to go to sleep in the hostel, someone's alarm was going off in their bag. And it continued to go off for the next few hours. It wasn't the hugest deal to me 'cause I just listened to my iPod and I can fall asleep to music. But there were other people in the room who weren't happy. One girl kept sighing and that was annoying. The girl sleeping beneath me was tossing and turning and that was annoying. When other people came in later to go sleep they were really loud. At 5am someone dropped something and it was really loud. At 6am one of the stupid metal ladders for the bunk-beds fell off and that was REALLY loud. I don't know what it is about Sunday night over here. It's never smooth.

Oh yeah it was 20 minutes after I posted yesterday that I realized I spelled Picasso wrong every single time I wrote it. Forgive me.

There was this girl behind me when I was waiting for the gate to open at the airport and she just kept inching forward even though I wasn't moving and she ended up with her elbow kind of nestled into my back. I hate that shit.