Update! Update!

Right. So. After a long and somewhat exhaustive day, I decided to settle down and begin to make my way through a pile of DVDs that magically appeared on my bedside table earlier today (imagine! DVDs just falling out of the sky!). It would not be a night of film-watching on my computer without checking my e-mail first, so I did the usual plug in, dial up, wait for aqua blue light, go. Much to my chagrin, however, my super-awesome (and super-expensive) portable broadband modem decided to break, so I spent an hour-and-a-half on the phone with tech support, trying to coax my modem/Internet back into submission. Everything is fine now, but it seems as if every time I'm forced to interact with tech support, the urge to take a gun and pump a wall full of bullets increases. This is usual for most, I'm sure, as tech support always seems to bring out the most irritated in people, but when it's me and the other person, who seems baffled by the fact that an answer to my problem might be nice, the notion of singularity and uniqueness in anger really sets in.

Once everything was back to normal, I treated myself to a trip to the music blogosphere, a journey I haven't made in a while. Along the way, I discovered some pretty good bands (Okay and We/Or/Me among them) and snagged a killer tune by CSS. Oh, and I learned that Aimee Mann and Ben Kweller just played a show at the Minnesota Zoo! If confronting lions and tigers and bears meant I could've gone to that, I would've done it in a heartbeat. No questions asked.

At the moment, life in Dublin is fairly low-key. Some craziness happened over the weekend, but that's cleared up, and my new flatmate is American (from California!), but he hasn't moved in yet, so the excitement has yet to begin. Other than that, just been cooking (teriyaki rice with egg and sautéed mushrooms and onions! yum!), thinking about how much washing I need to do, and drinking in moderation.

Oh, and I'm going to be producing a short film. I guess that's news of some sort.