Leaving off from my last post about my DART adventures: I went to the Garda Immigration Bureau, waited on line for three hours, got another ticket inviting me to come back and wait on line again, went to class, my professor called the Irish retarded, went back to the Garda, waited three more hours, breathed a sigh of relief, went to the library (many times), researched Renaissance violence, played badminton, swam at the gym, wandered Dublin (obviously), bought tickets for Portugal, skyped with Carole, discussed muffins, more research, lazy Friday night in Howth, in town Saturday morning, dinner with Katie and Serena, went to Flannery's, drank at Flannery's, got sick at Flannerys, woke up on Serena's couch...safe and sound...got the DART home, skyped with Nicole, discussed trombones, downloaded some history podcast (go nerd), woke up yesterday (in my own bed), went to class, learned about drugs, read some guys diary (don't worry he's dead), and called it a night last night after watching the Inbetweeners.
...I think thats everything. Well thats all for now! I'll check back sooner next time!!