I’m reposting this here from my facebook, because I can’t face doing my “review of the year: 2010” just yet. I have a feeling I didn’t do one last year either. They’re rather sporadic, and usually happen on LJ.
- Someone wearing lettuce as a hat.
- a straight boy deciding to prove he wasn’t homophobic by kissing me. Thrice.
- 5am impromptu music session
- dumplings
- “some like it hot”
- jake gyllenhaal’s arse
- That feeling when you go to a gay bar where you know nobody, and no-one knows you.
- random friendly cork gays, and lovely twitter folk.
- People wanting a go on Damien’s cigar. Not a double entendre.
- the middle-aged woman in the fabulous outfit who bonded with me over some other random guy complimenting both of us, “he liked my dress! he did! and your trousers! he did! And he liked my dress!”
- “do ye do chips?”. They did. And doughnuts.
- Meadhbh’s straight guy admirer on Barrack St at 4am in the great coat
- “I work at apple, you know? Do you know apple?” but her swiss boyfriend was handsome, so we’ll let it slide.
- Discovering that Meadhbh’s idea of food shopping is buying toilet roll, bed sheets and olive oil. She’s a prostitute.
I should also add, that most of the conversation between us on NYE was done in the vein of Katie’s Corner. It was that kind of day.