Thursday, January 15, 2009

arelint.

understanding what irish people say is the hardest part of my day, everyday. there is a butcher who makes passes at me on the regular but i am defenseless as i am not sure exactly what he is saying. the only reason i know he is interested is by the amount of grunts and "ups and downs" he gives me. sure they speak english, if you could even call it that, but i dare you to make more sense of it than i. i suppose i will get better with time, as most things do, but at this time in my stay i haven't a clue what "hareyagittionyalilcrackerya" means.

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