Conor

Facebook. its so damn cool. NO ITS NOT. ITS SHITE. and its even easier for all those people you barely know to add you#!

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IN THE WORDS OF NINA SIMONE: O TO BE YOUNG, GIFTED AND BLACK!!
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Photo = me on aoife's trampoline!

BEBO: an epitaph.

'Is there anybody there?' said bebo
Clicking on the moonlit Profile-pic-of-his-other-half-who-hasn't-been-online-in-a-month,
And his trojan-horse in the silence champed the google results
Of the other window’s ferny floor:
And a random-friend-request-from-some-ridiculous-group flew up out of the turret,
Above the Bebo’s head:
And he smote upon the profile-pic again a second time;
‘Is there anybody there?’ he said.
But no one Commented back bebo even though he'd given them luv;
No head from the leaf-fringed sill
Leaned over and looked into his bloodshot caffeine addicted eyes,
Where he stood perplexed and still.
But only a host of phantom listeners in the form of jamie-afro and the OFFICIAL Beyonce,
That dwelt in the lone social networking site then
Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight
To that voice from the world of men:
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
...
Stood thronging the faint moonbeams on the dark stair,
That goes down to the empty changes list on your homepage except that someone is using bebo as a glorified twitter to talk about xfactor,
Hearkening in an air stirred and shaken
By lonely Bebo’s call.
And he felt in his heart their strangeness,
Their stillness answering his cry,
While his msn icon moved, cropping the dark turf,
’Neath the starred and leafy sky skin;
....
For he suddenly smote on the door, even
Louder, and lifted his head:—
‘Tell them I came, and no one answered,
COS EVERYONE HAD GONE TO FACE BOOK BECAUSE ITS SO BLOOMING FANTASTIC.....

R.I.P. BEBO
Music
MGMT...... THE KILLERS....... MUSE...... GUNS 'N' ROSES.... EMPIRE OF THE SUN..... MJ (HE'S NOT COMING HOME, COS HE'S SLEEPIN WITH ME!)
...
August: Metallica and Chopin. Passed Driving test. played the big hobo with the u-bend in the orchestra! Plans next excursion to beligium.
Camping: Drunken affairs on sand dunes, lost a watch, contused a leg, lacerated an arm, lost a tv license.
Worky work. THE LAST SHENANIGAN??
Summer
Surf... :)
Belgium... :D was 'in bruges'.. :)
Hoegaarden Rosé.. :)
Sambuka... :(
Music... :)
Croagh Patrick... :)
Kayaking... :)
Metallica... :)
Driving test:D .... Camping I. II & III :o:) .... Enlightenment :)
Laura's Birthday :P :P .....
My Heros and Influences
Gregory House MD, Dr. Cox & Morgan, Dara O Briain. really i'm like jelly. very impressionable. but clearly these people have molded me into perfection!
medicine man
they want me to be CARING, EMPATHETIC, NICE and AND THEY WANT 6a's. fucking mother teresa on omega3 how are ya...

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    • THE NATIONAL COUNCIL OF HERMITDOM

      right.
      due to an upsurge of peopel claiming to be hermits when they're not. much like the upsurge of fake vegetarians who eat five kinds of pork, fish on a full moon, and chicken on holy days, but not BEEF.....
      anyway im setting up a council to see if your a real hermit or not.
      i used to be, briefly, but i couldnt handle the pressure. i think it lead to a mild psychosis where i spoke to myself. past tense like.

      SO we have two examplse.
      a fake.
      cassandra murtagh.
      claims to be a hermit to make up for the fact that she couldnt be arse communicating with a very large amount of peopel because they're black, foreign, unclean or protestant.(no offence you guys, you'll see the light some day ;) ) but because shes a good catholic girl she can't say this.
      however they're are faults in her hermitic career:
      1) she lives on a main road adn gets her post delivered at 10am.
      2) seh gets post
      3) she was spotted AT METALLICA.
      4)SHES GOING TO ACDC
      5) HERMITS DONT DO SAMBUKA
      6)SHES FUCKIGN OFF TO BELGIUM LIKE A MAD YOKE,;)


      a true hermit matches the follwing
      heather lang
      1)she lives FAR FAR AWAY.
      2) SOME SAY SHE THE POST MAN NEVER REACHES her house during winter cos he cant get past the glaciers
      3)she was never spotted at any MAD ASS METAL CONCERT AND REFUSES TO GO TO ONE.
      4) she has minimal contact with the outside world.
      5) you can go ages without hearing anything from her. then she walks into the shop, and you think, jesus your still alive are ya!
      6) she nos fecking nothing thats going on aroudn her.
      but she carries it off well like. she nos the major political events. and shes very good at history.
      perhaps one day she'll read about north korea. and about the fact that the moylough belt is coming to castlebar in a HISTORY BOOK.


      THE NATIONAL COUNCIL OF HERMITDOM HEREBY DENOUNCES CASSANDRA A MURTAGH. AKA BESSIE AS A HERMIT. SHES NOW: JUST A BIT ANTISOCIAL/AUTISTIC

      THE NATIONAL COUNCIL OF HERMITDOM HEREBY DECREES THAT HEATHER IS A HERMIT.*

      *with the cluase that if she has a bbq like she promised when simon is here, that all the piss taking will evaporate!! :D :D :D

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    • Saturday night through rose tinted contact lenses

      so there i was, standing at the cocktail bar beside bessie, looking, to my dismay like franz ferdindand's lead singer. so then bessie went and asked for two Moet Chandons and the cocktail waitress looked her up and down and goes: we don't serve YOU're kind here. Bessie's inner african warrior went: o no you didn't... more at the irony of the situation than the fact that the cocktail waitress was black., cos ya see her kind(underage drinkers) are usually very welcome there. so anyway Bessie went loop da loop crazy and jumped on the bar and kicked the plaintiff back to the fruit lorry she came to ireladn on...
      so then we had to skidadle, cos we were getting stares big style, so we made a b-line for the secret garden, got issy and shammoed out of Plaza del Foleys in double time...

      so there we were standing on the sunlit boulevard headin towards the bog and we took a smooth right and landed ourselves a carriage, i stuck a fifty in the coach drivers tissue pocket and said: "bring us to the hippest and happening-est plaza in this here wilderness."
      he says: "Charlestown it is"

      so there we were taking a trip to downtown mayo, waiting for the rave to start.
      bessie had calmed down, she promised she wouldnt tolchok anyone else and we got out of the carriage.
      I smelled the strobe lights and we evaporated into the music. i shouted: young lady give us three glasses of liquid life. she must have misheard and given us ten, and instead of life she gave us liquid death. but the mood was good and the crowd was about 10 so it was all good.

      but at the neighing of the horses another carriage arrived and all sorts of mysterious earthilings disembarked. we drank some of russia and then we mingles. Issy was embarking on a magical journey the next day so she only drank some small polish towns that the russians didnt really care about.
      but Bessy... o bessy,.... she WAS, THE ENEMY AT THE GATES.
      But i, have plans grander than russia, drank some of samukaland.... O WHAT A LAND IT IS TO BEHOLD. IT HAS MOUNTAINS OF ELATED HIGHS WHERE BIRDS SOAR ADN MUSHROOMS GROW and then it was LOWS!!!!!!!!! O THE LOWS ARE SO LOW THAT TO LOOK UPON THE ABYSS DOES WRETCH EVEN THE HARDIEST TRAVELLER'S EPIGLOTTIS.

      although the timeline of this journal-intime of a magical journey is very all over the place i hall next disclose the meetings of some particular magical beings that we did meet.
      There names are forgotten in the haze of the loveliness that descended upon all there, however their carriage did come from ballaghedreen or sum such place.. perhaps brackloon....
      anyway, their kingdom had been under seige from bessie for a while, but thanks to a tackle allegienence at the gates of leningrad the kingdoms are once again on good terms.
      as a meere humble observer i decree that each kindom should send a gift of silk and jade to eachother to keep things on the uppity as opposed to that nasty downity,,,,

      anyway upon the joyousness of it all i danced to my recollection like john travolta with the emperor of brackloon and i knew all the words,,,,

      then someone minority group that i have offended slipped a nasty pill in my nation's fantastic liquer, and i had to skip double time to the land of horizontalness. unfortunately there are so many minority groups to choose from im at quite a loss so i shall jsut say : fuck you, you thick black jewish, gay, paedophilic bastard.

      so there i called a stage coach and the neighing at the rising of the light and then upon my grandest journey back across the boulevard to the bog, a spritely imp did jump aboard. i thinking it was an envoy from the affore mentioned kingdoms, gave to it my phone as a symbol of piece. however this spritely being was more of such that made me loiter on a hillside all day long....

      so then i chased the darkness
      untill i fell into my bed,
      and upon the darness leaving
      morning as it is said,

      oh those fiendish imps
      the FUCKING WANKER BASTARDS
      DANCED AROUDN MY HEAD
      AND OCCUPIE

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    • Memoirs of a G.E.I.S.H.A. (Green Eyed Icy Shop Hand and Abbatoir-ist)

      People who weren't lazy bastards and got a job during their long TY days may have ended up in a shop. Working with the most dispicablle, blood thirsty, vicious, annoying and irate species on the planet. . . . . THE PUBLIC!

      The following is a break down of customers by age(they only get worse!) for those who've experienced ...THE PUBLIC!!

      *Girls- Teenage: Come in with their mammies acting as bitchy as possible[to their mammies]. Careful not to come across intelligent, they repeatedly check their empty inbox trying to come across cool and popular and chew gum open-mouthedly.

      *Guys- Teenage: rarely seen. live under a rock somewhere. apathetic at best</b>

      *Women-twenties generally not too difficult careful not to sound like thier mothers so they steer clear of been toooo awkward!

      guys-twenties soundest customers, if you tell them you don't have something they don't stare at you trying to make you burst into flames like other catagories.

      women- thirtiesOpinionated, always with the questions, but if you hold your nerve they will back off. however if their married and their husband is with them!! danger zone! they're fucking showing off thats all!! they're at you with their family pride at stake going I WANT LAMB AND I WANT IT NOW!! showing that jsut because they're married 3 years, they will not be walked on.

      guy-thirties well if they're with their spouse, its also quite a matter of pride and show that although civilised they still have a hunter gatherer instinct and will catch the family a meal even if catching invovles be a think cunt to underpaid supermarket workers. however if married a while the ability for independant thouhgt on matters like what to eat for dinner diminishes and generally they becoem unable to make a decision and become confused. they cover this up however with various manly things liek coughing loudly and scratching their beard.

      women- early 40s - They have control on all matters domestic now and they continue to flaunt this power as they request pickled swordfish for dinner while their husband turns a mild shade of green however grunts approval none the less.

      guys- early 40s - the married ones are rarely seen at this age, perhaps the days of shopping together have ended because he realsied hasnt had a say in anything for years? or maybe he was a perfectly reasonable explanation.

      MIDDLE AGED WOMEN - ULTIMATE DANGER ZONE!!!!!! I WARN YOU IF YOU CAN AVOID THEM AT ALL.... DO!!!!!!!!!!! The best years have passed now and they know it, but more so they want you to know it!! they dont care how much pain they put humble shopassistants through as long as they get their steaks in the shape of shamrocks!!! adn after this request (which nobody else ever even questioned) they slying whisper an insincere : i don't mean to make a fuss.. ya fuckin wagon yes you do!!! and you love it!!
      husbands, when present, hang by the freezers and watch their dragon dearest in action.
      (ps. this is the catagory that gives you that stare thats meant to make you burst into flames spontaneously!!)

      MIDDLE AGED MEN - specifically married ones. they hav lost all ability for independant thought on mere matters such as food. they have been given specific instructions to get a chicken fillet. they intend to execute this instruction with military percision. they walk into the shop and turn right after 7.56metres. they face left after a further 1.3 metres and request 5 chicken breasts of dimensions 7:7:7 (you look at them like, ah bless, i wonder do they get to keep the bit of brain that the wife removes... they clearly mixed up the chicken dimensions with dimensions for a dictionary they were also told to get.) you proceed to give him the same chicken you'd give anyone else. he nods and makes a big deal of ticking chicken off the list which he'd written in crayon.

      Pensioners - female they've had they're dragon-like phase and its pas

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    • Gareth Walsh
      Gareth Walsh

      2 new ones up. My personal favorite being the Antichrist one. Tell a very select few only if you want to. Besides that NO ONE knows ;)

      Il y a 1 jour
    • Úna.
      luv Úna.

      I quite like the intro to your page. (:

      Il y a 1 jour
    • Gareth Walsh
      Gareth Walsh

      I'll do it at some stage during the night if I'm feeling inspired. I might write about the latest development of my hate for Carrie(The character from the film Carrie who bleeds from 'down there'. Saying that i don't mean thee character from the film,i mean 'our' character;) ). I even have a great title. I'm going to start it now actually :D

      I can't find that joke :(

      Il y a 1 jour
    • Orla Varley
      luv Orla Varley

      I don't really get the hype over it either...but I have to admit I have previously resorted to signing in on my phone just to 'check up' on stuff...I've hit a low ebb :(
      UCD Open Day, yeah, was gonna go up the night before, but with the lack of ID now and whatnot, I'm not sure, might just go up on the morning! This 'waiting-to-be-18' game is no fun, I'm not sure I want to play anymore!
      You play the bassoon? And Karen plays the saxophone!? Wow...Tubbercurrians are jazzy!
      My social life consists of watching 'Match of The Day' highlights while eating popcorn on a Saturday night.
      Yeah, I'm one cool mofo! :(

      Il y a 6 jours
    • .Fonda McGee.
      luv .Fonda McGee.

      I just tidied me room and did not recover my 087 sim
      thats a bit of a balllsss now.
      so basically tue mornin ur droppin me into town
      drunk as a skunk no doubt but thats irrelevent.
      because i will not let my illness become between us conor.
      so yes
      8am sharp
      :D

      Il y a 1 semaine
    • Orla Varley
      luv Orla Varley

      Poop sorry, I've caught a bad dose of Bebo-apathy lately, terrible disease.. think it developed after the onset of my Facebook-itis..
      What medically apt terms :D
      House exams over...roll on the mocks...in a few months, obviously :(
      Yeah, interviews for Glasgow and Aberdeen and all those, don't think I'd even go to them if I got them, I definitely have my heart set on good ole Éire!
      C'mere are you going to the UCD Open Day? What about the rest of you Tubbercurrians? Moira, Cassandra, Heather and Karen? Etc. etc?! :D

      Il y a 1 semaine
    • .Fonda McGee.
      luv .Fonda McGee.

      Shame about katies wart eh.
      no conor that her nose.
      :L

      Il y a 1 semaine
    • .Fonda McGee.
      .Fonda McGee.

      flip sake i confide in you once
      and half of bebo nation knows im pregnant
      THANKS CONOR
      :L
      im goin to this sleepover at yours on mon conor.
      fuck the hosp
      the aids can wait.

      :D

      Il y a 1 semaine
    • .Fonda McGee.
      .Fonda McGee.

      I made it home yes
      she told me to get myself some tea with sugar so i did that.
      and my god the womans a genius coz i felt fannytastic after it :D

      i was so ridiculously gay when i fainted
      shtumblin all over the place after like
      all the pensioners in the waiting room clearly thinkin i was another drug abuser seeking guidance or something.
      AH WELL
      i hear we're having a sleepover at yours monday.
      lovely.

      Il y a 1 semaine
    • .Fonda McGee.
      .Fonda McGee.

      Well im clearly not doing such a hot job am i.


      i kid .:L
      your mothers a bitof a legend
      she was babysittin me wen i came outof the docs this morn:L

      Il y a 1 semaine
    • Gareth Walsh
      luv Gareth Walsh

      Seriously, river island website, go for it :)

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    • Gareth Walsh
      Gareth Walsh

      Steven used to enjoy sick jokes. What ever happened to him eh.


      ANYWAYS,that blogs old. That moneys no longer needed. It was for nothing. Oh yes :)

      Il y a 1 semaine
    • Steven Marren
      Steven Marren

      you are a terrible person

      Il y a 2 semaines
    • Cass

      right, you need to find a way to deal with stress.......a healthy way.....that doesnt involve drinking.....


      look at me, i bought a leather dress today and now i feel at peace!:D

      Il y a 2 semaines
    • Gareth Walsh
      Gareth Walsh

      Brodband? I'm just after a six hour Call Of Duty;Modern Warfare session. ITS MAD HEY. We're so poor we can't afford a €150 euro possibly antique piano. I think we're missing out on something very special. I did get my keyboard working again. Its a Yamaha. FROM THE 90s. Nice mon yah.

      Il y a 2 semaines
    • Orla Varley
      luv Orla Varley

      I went for Edinburgh, Aberdeen, Glasgow and...Leicester. Although the last one was a bit of an 'Eeny Meany Miny Mo' kinda job, I had to pick something!
      Stuck in the middle of house exams as the moment, they're pretty irksome, you know that annoyed, stressy feeling you get when you go through all the pens in your pencil-case and none of them work? It's like that feeling...except constant! :(
      Applied for HPAT? You going to any of these preparatory coursey-mabobs?

      Il y a 2 semaines
    • Úna.
      Úna.

      Ah well, as my da' does say, it's only pennies in the grand scheme of things! D:

      So aye, I shall be going super-nerd over christmas, oh the joys...

      Yeah, you'll find now, that having broadband is qutie similar to narceilepsy...in that...you'll think that you've blacked out with all the hours your losing! :P

      Il y a 2 semaines
    • Aoife . .
      luv Aoife . .


      :L ok went on bebo...:L
      jesus thats quality stuff hey! :D
      Well done i can honestly say im proud of you..:L

      Il y a 2 semaines
    • Orla Varley
      luv Orla Varley

      Wow, finally treating ye plebians like normal people there in Sligo, are they? ;)
      C'mere, did you get any word from UCAS yet or when we meant to hear word? What colleges did you go for in the end?
      :)

      Il y a 2 semaines
    • Gareth Walsh
      luv Gareth Walsh

      OH. You have to start blogging now. You suit it see,and yr good at it. Don't do it on here of course,go to sites like blogspot or wordpress and open one there where NO ONE knows who you are etcetcetc.

      Il y a 2 semaines