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Snow Patrol – Run

Tuesday, February 10th, 2004

Great song, great band. Looks like they are finally getting the recognition they deserve. Reindeer Section is a side project for this band too. Pissed off I missed them play Cork a while back. Read these lyrics:

I’ll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You’ve been the only thing that’s right
In all i’ve done.

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we’ll make it anywhere
Anywhere from here

Light up, Light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I’ll be right beside you dear

Louder, louder
And we’ll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can’t raise your voice to say

To think I might not see those eyes
It makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbyes
I nearly do.

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I’ll be right beside you dear

Louder, louder
And we’ll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can’t raise your voice to say

Slower, slower
We don’t have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads

Have heart my dear
We’re bound to be afraid
Even if it’s just for a few days
Making up for all this mess.

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I’ll be right beside you dear.

Environmental CJD

Monday, February 9th, 2004

My brain is turning to mush. I’ve not learned anything in a long time in my employment. What knowledge I had going in to the job is evaporating.

Gonna fix that though. Hurrah.

Apocalypse Now

Monday, February 9th, 2004

We left the camp after we had innoculated the children for Polio, and this old man came running after us and he was crying. He couldn’t see. We went back there and they had come and hacked off every innoculated arm. There they were in a pile… A pile of little arms. And I remember… I… I… I cried… I wept like some grandmother

and another

Monday, February 9th, 2004

Damien asleep

Micheál took this as we got the train back to Cork from Dublin last year. That was a really lovely weekend. The image was renamed on the phone to “at my most beautiful”. How sweet.

Whos a pretty boy then ?

Sunday, February 8th, 2004

now2.jpg
Ahhh Vanity.

Anthropology

Sunday, February 8th, 2004

Anthropology is the study of origins of human beings and their cultures worldwide. In addition to documenting a particular culture, anthropologists are interested in how and why human culture changes. The science of anthropology is divided into several subfields including physical anthropology, the study of the origins and development of human beings; cultural anthropology, the study of human culture or the means by which human beings sustain life; linguistics, the study of human language; and archaeology, the study of human life based primarily on the recovery of artifacts, objects made and/or used by human beings.

Social anthropology – the branch of anthropology that deals with human culture and society

An area that has my interest of late.

fog

Saturday, February 7th, 2004

I have this fog or daze about my head and soul at the moment. I’m unhappy about many things and its affecting my mood in general. I’m snappy to the people I care about and that care about me. My patience is almost gone.

I wish I could sleep it off.

I go out and laugh and joke but its still nagging at me. My finances, my career, my shitty education or proof I failed college twice is like a dig in the ribs, the pain of which is swimming in my brain and pushing against my eyeballs. I feel fat and lazy and stupid.

I wish I could sleep it off.

I’m tired due to lack of sleep and frustration with life. I have a stack of books and documents and other cool things I want to read and they gather dust. And then I add more to the stack and the dust scatters into the air before resettling and adding a fresh layer to this new printout. Same goes for the way I feed my brain I guess.

I wish I could sleep it off.

I’m going on holiday again at the end of the month. I just came back from glasgow and I’m in a bad mood since i came back. I have an irrational fear that I’ll be worse again when I do come back. If I am I’m going to quit work or do something stupid like that.

This sucks. I wish sleeping it off would work.

Searching on mulley.net

Thursday, February 5th, 2004

Someone from an NTL cable connection in Dublin searched for the following on this website. Interesting…

Search: query for ‘claire’
Search: query for ‘monkey’
Search: query for ‘boob’
Search: query for ‘sex’

You’re only dead if you’re forgotten

Thursday, February 5th, 2004

You’re only dead if you’re forgotten.

Is it better to be remembered than not forgotten ? Is there a difference ? I want my life to impact other lives and mostly in a positive way. So how do I go about doing that ?

Nothing to do with anything….
Guns N Roses kids Tribute Band

fools rush in but I’m happy

Wednesday, February 4th, 2004

Single. Dating. Single. Dating. Single. Dating. Single.

Music:
Zero 7 – Yes
Foundation – Yes
Jets To Brazil – Yes
Stereolab – Yes
Fog – yes

What the fuck has google done to the other mulley domains ?