todays thursday, four days in. I jsut left all my problems in dublin and have taken on a whole new set of problem. Very distracting problems like "where am I going to sleep tonight", "how am I going to pay for this shoebox room" and "why does everybody speak with and incomprehensible lisp"
Right now I have the fear, I got to Ibiza yesterday and nobody offered a job as a cocktail bar-man on the beach in the first 24 hours so now I have to come with a new plan for survival. Its a nice Island, or was a beautiful mediterranean island 100 years ago. Now its a building site. Its still quiet enough around here which means theres a lack of work so scary times.
fingers crossed
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