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I was chuffed to bits that Glen Hansard and Markéta Irglová won the Oscar for best song. Even my Dad was chuffed, he’s a sucker for a nice melody.
Glen chats about his win on RTÉ.ie
I’m only delira for Juno writer Diablo Cody as well. I wish it had won best picture, but I haven’t seen No Country For Old Men yet so maybe that’s an unfair wish.
Loved Diablo’s outfit:
… which is why i’m blogging on a saturday morning like a big loooser.
shmeh.
how cute is this video though?
Aaaand did anyone see/hear the Ballad of Ronnie Drew last night on the Late Late? He’s a ledge but I kinda wish they’d come up with a better song for him….
Seriously.
Yes, It looks like I fancy Santa Claus, but he’s MUCH better looking in Lost. It’s the eyes I tells ya.
I’ve been looking back at pictures of him when he was younger, and it’s not so good. But now, yes please!
And for anyone interested, here’s some more sneaky peeks at next week’s LOST …
I’m going to Marios in Ranelagh tonight, my favourite restaurant EVAR. I’m so easily pleased, yay!
I was supposed to go on Sunday evening, but got stuck in the harbour car park in Howth because we decided to leave when the whole of Dublin had also made the same decision. I love love love Howth though, it’s just gorgeous. I even fell in love with the seals which I wasn’t expecting to see at all. I told you I’m easily pleased.
Plus I heard this song on the radio this morning and I didn’t expect to like it but I do:
Warning, if you don’t like bad language and don’t want your childhood image of Postman Pat ruined - don’t watch this…
For anyone as excited about LOST as I am - here’s a clip from next Monday night’s episode:
Yay!
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“Amy Winehouse shouldn’t have won…”
Atonement/Shameless (go wan) ride to star in new Dublin film… mebbe…
Ahhh what a lovely lovely weekend.
Friday night was spent drinking copious amounts of white wine and west coast cooler (seriously, don’t knock it ’til you’ve tried it - it’s classy…) watching Intermission, Superbad and Honey (bad baaaaad film but Jessica Alba is smokin’!).
On Saturday, I had a lovely lie in, watched CSI and then went to the cinema to see….. Juno! Yay, yay, yay! What a wonderful, sweet, funny, heartwarming piece of cinema. I was so afraid that it wouldn’t live up to the hype and I’d be disappointed like so many times I’ve been to the cinema recently. But - happy days - I loved it. It took me about 15 minutes to get used to Juno’s quirky jokes and humour but once the film settles down into it’s groove, I fell in love with Juno and all of her surrounding cast. Just lovely. And I bawled like a baby at the end but I think I was the only one in the cinema in that state - I’m too sensitive.
On Sunday me and the fella went out to Clontarf for the first time in years. It’s absolutely gorgeous out there. We nearly made it to Howth but ’someone’s’ hangover kicked in *cough-not me-cough*.
After a bit we did a u-turn and headed for Dun Laoighaire just in time for the chipper to open. Wrapped up in about twenty layers of jumpers, coats and hats; we strolled up the pier scoffing on chips and battered sausages. Perfeck.
It’s one of my favourite ads EVAR.
Now if only someone could find me the KitKat ad in the library, I’d be in ad heaven.
EDIT: OMG I FOUND IT: shhhhhh
Someone else thought I was holding an Oscar. No such luck.
Last year I held a Grammy which I thought was cool and then I remembered Homer throwing one out the window in the Simpsons. It was still pretty nifty though.
I’ll never win an award like that in my life seeing as I’m not even remotely talented or in the position that I could ever win one. But it’s nice to hold them. Maybe someone elses talent will rub off on me a little 
Not many people know this, but I used to have taste in music. The first ever gig I went to was Radiohead in the RDS when I was 13 years old. Yeah forget Boyzone, Take That, Blur or Oasis - I was into Radiohead and proud.
But then as I got older, we both changed and the love affair was over… The more mainstream I became, the less mainstream they did and we just didn’t click anymore. Then nearly 10 years after I saw them for the first time in the RDS, I went along to Marley Park to rekindle the memories.
They broke my heart.
Not one - not a single one - of their old tunes did they play. Notta one. I felt cheated and like a girl who’d gained weight and ran into an old boyfriend who was now beautiful and trendy and in a totally different league.
Which is why I didn’t even go near ‘In Rainbows’, I couldn’t take the risk.
But then, just the other night, whilst flicking randomly through the channels, I saw them on Jools Holland, and couldn’t resist. And I loved it! I don’t know what it means though - have I gotten taste again or are they just getting worse? Who knows. All I know is I’m happy to have them back in my lives again. At least until the next album anyway.
Where do the weekends go? *cries*
I spent most of this weekend watching telly and getting fat…. fun!
Had drinks and movies with the girls on Friday night and watched more Summer Heights High. What a great programme.
On Saturday night, I was dragged to TGI Fridays for a friend’s birthday and drank about 5 fishbowls of Long Island Iced Tea. Didn’t think there was any alcohol in them, hence the fishbowl sized glasses. Turns out I was very, very, very wrong as I became very, very, verrrry dhrunk and stumbled the whole way down to D2’s. Speaking of D2’s - I love the beer garden there, but what’s it going to be like when the patio heaters are banned?!
Last night I watched Consiparacy Theory with the fella. I forced myself to stay awake until the end, to find out what the big theory was but woke up just as the credits started to roll. Woke the fella up to tell me what happened (he’d seen it before) and turns out I didn’t miss much.
The film did get me googling about other conspiracy theories however…
Paul McCartney is actually dead…
The white lines left in the sky by planes are actually ‘chemtrails’, pumped out by the government to change your DNA…
Yes, that is the worst post title in blogging history, I’m not afraid to say it.
But this is the best day of the year (so far) for several reasons:
1. I have been paid today
2. The new episode of LOST is downloading on my laptop at home for me to devour when I get home.
3. I have finally nearly paid off said laptop (wasn’t that expensive really, I’m just forgetful about paying things off sometimes. Probably not a good idea to lend me money).
4. It’s February!!!!! See ya next year January, don’t let the door hit ya on the way out!
As you can see, I’m easily pleased.
Aaaand, just to give this post an actual point - these are hilaryarse:
