Roommate Sandwiches

Sitting outside the Dublin aeroport, freezing me arse off! Seriously doods I can see my breath. Outside at dinner in Seattle the night before I left I was in a sleeveless shirt and strappy sandals. Ah but I can’t really go complaining now can I? It’s not like I wasn’t mightily warned and, AND, I’m in feckin’ Ireland so what am I whinging on about? So chillily I’m waiting for my us to take me up to Carndonagh, my fingers bemoaning the gloves I left behind, rejected at the last moment before leaving, my adventurous nature balking “Ha! Gloves? I won’t need those in August, I’m hardy enough to withstand a little cool Irish weather!” And, to be sure, I am, it’s not like I’m huddled in a corner burning my short sleeved shirts to stay warm, it’s just that, well, yeah, being a smidge warmer would certainly be lovely right now. Another plus – the cold air is keeping me alert, lest I miss my bus from nodding off. It’s 1:08am right now in Seattle.

So let me tell you about how great my roommates are. Way, way, WAY great. I adore them. Last night I was out somewhat latish and I arrived home at a time when both of them are traditionally already abed. Well Jordan was up raving about some imaginary mothra devil inhabiting his room. It was coming out and apparently rifling through his sock drawer or something. I was busy dancing around, alternately heaving woeful sighs and bursting out in fits of delighted laughter so I can’t remember the exactly details. Nuka, awakened by our late night romping came into JHo’s room, where we all piled onto his bed and proceeded to chatter and giggle (well, I think I did most of the giggling) like high school girls loopy on pixie sticks. In spite of the late hour, they both stayed up for a while with me, each of us grateful for the others’ attention, understanding and loyalty. As always there was also a goodly amount of ridicule as well, couldn’t be a real heart to heart involving JHo without it. Finally, retiring became inevitable as we all had very early mornings coming up. We all smooshed together on JHo’s bed and dished up the best roommate sandwich that this world has ever known. It hurt a bit physically, I think maybe Nuka’s elbow was in my side and JHo was smashing my face, but it was the love that mattered. It was one big, gooey love sammish. Super!

I then proceeded to get a good half an hour of sleep in between bouts of various levels and themes on giddiness, and before I knew it, there was Z packing my luggage into his car, and there was Team Etruria Headquarters disappearing off into the distance. And now I’ve made it onto my bus and I’m on my way to Carndonagh! And eventually, somewhere along the line, I’m sure I’ll get some sleep.