The summer started grand, after the exams were over. Myself, Pecker, Edel and Maura moved into our summer residence on Sheelin Road. It was a grand spot. The first 4 weeks were spent by meself and Pecker looking for jobs. I mean looking at the World Cup!! 4 weeks solid of sitting on our arse's drinking the cheapest of cheap beer and watching footy. Our ideal life. And the girls cleaned up after us. Once the footy was over, and I'd won a few cent from little bets, we actually did try for work. But alas, another 2 weeks was spent on the booze. Ultimately Pecker got a job washing plates and I failed. And since the finances were fucked by now, I had to pack up and go home.
Home was a feckin ordeal. Up early, in bed late, and work like a nigger for nothing all day. On the odd evening I finished early, I went playing footy with the lads. It was great cos I could flatten them in order to get the days frustration out of the system. I used to do all sorts of stuff and it was all tough manual stuff. I used to really enjoy going to sleep.
Myself and Pecker left the girls to get a house for this year cos the rest of us failed and couldn't be arsed. They found a place in Thomandgate for 55 europeans a week. The place is grand but for:
a) The tiny kitchen
b) The toilet in the kitchen
c) The lack of straight walls
and finally
d) The landlady being a complete CUNT.
She has taken �595 from 5 of us already and now she wants �15 more cos the Chorus people have upped their price. Still, we need the channels.