On Friday I went into work at 11a to use the internet. At 1:30p we went to laser blast in Tramore. We stayed there for a halfhour game then went to Dooley's for chips. Hands down the best chips I've had over here. I can't wait to try to fish. After the food we walked along the beach. The tide was low so we were able to get out pretty far. After work I went over to Stefan's house to care for his dog, Sally. Eva accompanied us to the park for a bit then we all went to Eva's boyfriend's house for a BBQ. I don't think February was probably the best choice for a BBQ but we stuck out the cold anyways and ate outside. Grilled pears do not pair well with chicken and peppers. The night went well though. As I was leaving Sally bumped a table and knocked over a wine glass that broke and spilled red wine all over her white coat. Awesome. I took a cab back to Stefan's house where I had to give Sally a bath so they didn't think I was irresponsible spilling alcohol over the family dog. I didn't realize it until the next morning but the room that I was staying in had the window open AND the heat ran out. May have been why I slept in jeans and a sweatshirt. The next day I had to get ready to go to the Tipperary/Kilkenny hurling match. I only knew Joe who I was going with and even he I only know because we danced in a pub my first night out. (Joe is a farmer in Kilkenny whom I am going to hit up for some Irish farm action; I want to milk cows and sheer sheep.) Joe picked me up at 1p to go meet at a pub in Glenmore. It was a rural pup with a local dog roaming about inside. It was a big hurling pub as that was the only paraphernalia I saw hanging. I started with a real strong water. The day may come when Guinness is my choice. We met up with some people, mostly older, and got in a van that took us to Thurles. In the van was Curly, the local drunk who made everyone laugh. He was drunk before he got on the bus. The ride was about an hour and a half. When we got there we went to a pub for another drink. We stayed a while and ate dinner there. Chicken curry. Here Curly sat next to me as Joe left. It was uncomfortable when he fell and spilled beer all over the table and floor. Joe was picking on me because I always attract the older men, 50+. We left to go to Brennan's pub. This was the designated Kilkenny fan pub where we stayed until leaving for the game. When we did leave for the game it was snowing out. I was like a little kid getting as excited as I was to see the snow. I haven't seen snow in 5 weeks and it's February - I miss it. Anyways, we made it to the pitch and paid the 5euro to get in. We get to some seats and wait. The game is supposed to start at 7.30. The announcer comes on and says that the game will be postponed until 7.45 and will be cancelled if the snow doesn't stop. The snow starts to lighten up but the announcer cancels the game anyways. People went mental. We walked over and saw a crowd of people harassing the head referee who had multiple guards around him. Joe and I walked out onto the pitch. (The stadium is not nearly as big as I expected it to be for a televised game and people were free to walk around on the field after the game was canceled.) Joe made a snow angel with my help - he didn't know how to make one. We went back to the mob where 5 more guards had gathered. We eventually left and went to another pub to get drinks for the ride back. On the ride Curly was in prime form. I'm not sure I can even describe him...very dirty. We got back to Waterford and were dropped off at another bar. I'm really going to miss this place when I leave. Flight delay? Cancellation?