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Friday 12 February 2010

Time with the family

Last weekend, the family unit gathered in Blanchardstown. The youngers0 and Deirdre swept in from Belfast, and Cillian was competing in a weight-lifting competition,1 while Jin Xi, Eimhin and I were a-spectatin'.

Molly arrived sporting the latest in pink heeled-shoes from Monsoon. I was aghast, but having been threatened, verbally pummelled and generally bested in past clashes, I didn't comment [to her].2

We met up with one of our aunts and one of her daughters at TGI Fridays. The food was pretty good, the chocolate malt fudge cake being a the highlight.

On the way back to the car, Diorrraing told me that some other poor soul, a friend of his, told Molly that her hair looked terrible, to which she replied:
"Shut up, you f*cking hippie."
Shortly after we parted ways, I got a text from Deirdre, informing me that Molly had disowned them all and Jacko was the only one she loved.

Often in my musings, I wonder whether she learned to wield her love like a weapon herself or from following someone's example; When she was between 1 and 2, recalcitrant even then, she got into an argument with Deirdre. To exact vengeance, Molly went to sleep on the floor in the certainty that it would cut Dee to the quick.

Non-sequitor time:
I had to forgo training to meet the family. So that night I decided to go for a proper run for the first time in 3 years- the last time being when I did the Bupa 10 km run in Phoenix Park. I took ran "around the block" and it added to 2.4 miles or there abouts. I did it in 16 minutes;I was pretty happy with it, since it is the best pace I did back when I was running regularly. Additionally, it was snowing when I did it. So it is, like, manly squared or something. All in a days work me, this paragon, this zenith, this apogee... this, this paragon of the masculine form.
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0This allusion to the others from Lost is as close as I will get to jumping on that band-wagon. Other than that, I do like it as a phrase; Henceforth the last three of my siblings shall be thus name. [And it was so].
1He got a new "P.B." in the snatch- 80kg.
2I did tell any of the older one's present that they were that genus of shoe that one would expect to find on the feet of someone recently squashed by a house from Kansas- smugly secure that the reference would be lost on herself.

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