Apparently I’m back in college next week (or at least I should be). That means, god-forbid, summer is official over. *insert Baby Bear epic sad face here*

I only have a week of freedom left, so I guess I better make the most of it. Kinda.

Obviously the most important part is figuring out what to do for the rest of this week. At the moment it’s been roughly pencilled in as:

• Tuesday: Go to GAME in Blanch (yes, all the way from Fermoy), get ODST.
• Wednesday: ODST
• Thursday: ODST
• Friday: ODST
• Saturday: ODST
• Sunday: Fucking panic because I’ve just realised the place is a tip, and I need to get all my crap back up to Dublin (hopefully Dunboyne – however temporary!) by tomorrow.

All the meanwhile recording, editing, uploading that Let’s Play Pokémon SoulSilver I’m doing. Also scribbled down in that imaginary calendar sort of thing I like to call… well, the Calendar part of Windows Live Mail – is the Dunboyne Motor Festival spirit thing the weekend after next (after being originally pencilled in for this weekend, but while I was up last week I found out that it was pushed back a week). Must go arrange to see if I can meet up with Niall at some point…

As well as that next week should see me properly taking up my tenure as Console Ents for Games Soc for the coming year. I can only hope I don’t screw up shit. I mean it’s not as if the task of getting the consoles and other equipment from the equipment room and bringing them down to whichever room we’ll be stationed in this year (fuck them and that idea to move the Xbox part of the Mezz into the Seminar Room ), as well as making sure rooms are booked, extra equipment is put aside, refreshments are provided, and any possible new games for the year are bought, and clearing away after we’re finished is that much of a taxing job. I mean, I’ve kinda been doing a good bit of it for the past two years despite not actually being on the committee…

Oh, and one more thing that I found as a bit of a shock last week – apparently I am registered to vote as my polling card arrived while I was there. I seriously never remember registering to vote at any point, so unless it was automatically done with all the dealings I’ve had with other governmental bits over the past couple of years, or I’m starting to get a very juvenile case of Alzheimer’s. Either way, I’m still none too pushed to actually go out and vote on this Lisbon referendum thing. Both sides seem to have been doing nothing but mudslinging for the entire campaign. Although when I brought up the subject of my polling card with my mom, she did inform me that I was the only member of the household who was actually going to be able to vote since she never registered. Also, over the summer there had been canvassers calling to the house specifically looking for me, obviously to try and convince me otherwise to vote in some way or another.

Hmmm, this gives me a thought…

Will? Can I come crash down here during all future voting seasons?