The kid
You know you’d think sometimes life would give the kid a break? I mean really? After all the shit that girl has been through, you’d like to think just for once things would be straightforward for her. At the moment we are preparing for her to start her portfolio course so she can focus on what work she needs to do to get into art college. The portfolio course has a grant. The grant requires a bank a/c. So she needed to open a bank a/c. Straight-forward enough I mean people open bank a/cs all the time. No sweat. Wrong. Because she has no utility bills with her name and address on it and because she has no tax credits according to the bank she couldn’t open an a/c. What a pile of horse-shite. Cue lots of ringing around and
being on hold with the citizens information place for eons. Finally I rang the local garda sation who were very helpful and informed me she needs to fill in an ML 10 form which is an offical document with her address etc on. We rang her back and told her and she calmed down somewhat. But really? She’s also confused about the grant because supposedly they want to assess my earnings? Suddenly they want to acknowledge I’m her guardian when she’s 20 years of age? Muppets.
I met her after work and we went for a bite to eat and a rant. She was going mad but had calmed down a lot once I told her about the garda station and getting the forms sorted. She had nearly had a heart attack early when our dvd recordered swallowed the tutorial cd she got with her tatoo starter kit. The cd was a bit dodge to start with. I told her that when I got home I’d check it out for her. She was giving out about the cd as it wouldn’t play in her pc at home or
in her dvd player which was a bit pants as she needs to work from examples. She’s all excited about a tatoo she’s getting for mam done on her shoulder. Its a blue rose with in memory or perhaps its in latin she’s getting it, I’m not sure as she’s still working on it. It sounds cool and her design is excellent for it. I just wonder how much it will cost and if its expensive where she’s planning on getting the money. Well I guess with her 21st coming up next year she might
get some moula for it.
Our horror night was lots of “I cannot believe how bad this movie is” rather then screaming because she was frightened. We started with Legend of the Bog, an Irish horror. We should have know things were off to a bad start when the trailer had lines like “From the large swamps of Ireland”. For large swamp read bog. And the phrase He’s not dead and bog warrior. We got 10 minutes into it and had to switch it off. Next was TThe Haunting in Connecticut which had potential in that it got a cinema release whereas most of our horrors are direct-to-dvd classics 
We got 30 mins in and the scariest thing going on was the lack of plot and
the lack of caring from us as to what happened in the flipping house. We finally moved onto Second Coming which obviosuly used up all their energy on the trailer and couldn’t be arsed making a proper movie. Shocking stuff. I am under orders to do more research for our next horror night.
