The great philosopher Kant summed up my thoughts on lies when he wrote ‘One must lie to live’. Except, Kant never said that. I lied. After scrolling through three pages of quotes about lying on Good Reads without finding one that didn’t paint lying as an awful, immoral act, I decided to make up my own… Continue reading Would I lie to you?
I’ve began to notice that my brand is strongly associated with cringe-worthy, embarrassing incidents. Rather than rejecting this idea, I’ve come to fully embrace it and this blog post will be no different. Sit back and get ready to wince at my awkward life featuring earphones, a coffee and regret. The irony of this particular… Continue reading Feat. earphones, coffee and regret
Twas the night before Christmas when…I got outrageously drunk and showed up at my family Secret Santa. Like most storytellers do, let me start at the beginning. Last Christmas Eve, I was working away like the dedicated young woman I am. My motivation for the day: alcohol. My boss had promised that after work, we… Continue reading Twas the night before Christmas
I went to Amsterdam. I know, I’m so cultured; it’s not as if every other young Irish person has done the same in the past two years. On the day of my 18th birthday, my twin and I headed off to the airport where we had our first legal alcoholic beverage to be followed two… Continue reading A five hour mental party
Growing up as an abnormally tall human being, people presume that I’ll be good at sports. I’m constantly asked if I play basketball, many have commented that I would make an ideal midfielder for Gaelic football and once a customer in work even tried recruit me for the local women’s rugby team. Alas truth be… Continue reading Fool of the Year
As a child, I pissed myself a lot. Many of my childhood memories are stained with the shameful urine that I involuntarily passed. I had critical FOMO, before the very definition of the word had been coined. Terrified of the possibility that I would miss the craic, I would never excuse myself from a fun game… Continue reading Incontinence incidents
I work in a restaurant, *everyone who knows me sighs heavily*, I KNOW I MENTION IT A LOT. I just can’t help sharing my stories about working in a restaurant, it has left me with a number of hilarious experiences stemming from various encounters with rather eccentric characters. I’m not saying that waiters can’t be… Continue reading I HAD A SUGAR DADDY AND A STALKER (this is not clickbait)