New Pad

Last weekend was a busy weekend. First off, i turned 27 (on the 27th) years old. I think 27 is one of those inconcequencial years, and 28 and 29 will be the same...their importance is darfed by the big three-zero. Anyway, we drank lots of vodka and went to a fancy nightclub. But the main event over the weekend was moving out of The Happy House and into a new apartment. Two of my spanish roommates are leaving for spain (for good) this weekend and i thought it would be good time to make the swap as well. Without paying extra rent, i've managed to upgrade to a pimp apartment were i have my own bedroom/washroom, extra-king sized bed in a modern building in the centre of town. The area is a little more dodgy than my previous upscale neighborhood but i've also managed to cut my commute to work by 20 minutes in both directions. My new roommate is Soeren, a german dude who works for IBM in sales. All is well in dublin. Vistors welcome as always :)