what the jarggle are you talking about?

So this brings up an interesting story...my flat mate, Fransesca is going to Verona on Friday for 4 days, i know sad face you won't here about the exciting adventures of the bobbsie twins. so she was trying to say to paul and myself at lunch on wed. "I hope that my mother makes some chocolate cake while i am in verona, so that i don't have to go cold turkey". What came out is a totally different story. she couldn't think of the word for cold turkey so she said to Paul, "Paul what is the medical term for when someone is on the drugs, and they haven't had it so there body is physically wanting the heroin?" and we both said what?..."you know what is the medical jarggle for not having the drugs in the body?" what the hell does jarggle mean?
christie: do you mean jargon?
fransesca: what does this mean?
paul: it means site specific/work specific language.
fransesca: then what does jarggle mean?
paul: unless you are trying to say jargon, i don't know what jarggle means.
christie: i think you combined the words jargon and google, to get the word jarggle.
fransesca: after lunch, i will google it!
so these are the kind of happenings in our house all the time. as fransesca put this evening, when the three of us talk, it is for certain that one will say something and the other 2 will not understand.

so this week has been pretty boring, i've been very tired at work and at home so besides some yummy food being made and a measuring cup being purchased not too much has been going on. but on tuesday evening fransesca made us dinner, italian pasta with brocolli and breadsticks and afterwards we went for a walk. we got some italian icecream in a shop in temple bar and then watched some fire dancers/jugglers. then fransesca said "let's go to grafton street, which is the street lots of street performers, and see if anything is going on". we were then acosted, while fransesca was by a young man with a brooklyn accent, so we talked to him for about a half hour, guided him to his hotel and then he asked fransesca for her phone number, i explained that she was leaving town for a few days and that she was very busy so she wouldn't have time to talk to him, when he would try to find another reason she should give it to him i said well she has this, i don't trust the peeps from the E.Coast so much, except for Derrick, so we were kind enough to direct this gentleman to his hotel and then went home, only to talk to Paul and his friend Paul for the next 4 hours making bed time after 2am when the 2 of us had to get up early.

so that is some happenings in this area, i found out from Paul's friend Paul where i could go to ask about possibly developing my black and white film, which i kind of guessed was the case but they weren't open on monday so i could find out, hopefully i will find out on friday whether or not they will give me a bank account or not in this country. they have this strange process that even if you come in with a work pay check, doesn't guarntee you an account, i have no idea who they were calling or what they do for the 5 days, we'll see what kind of background check they have done on me.

so yep...hope all is well in the old US and it is not too hot for the peeps in the states. it's not so hot here in Ireland, it was last week, i was working in the shop with no AC and the air temp. being about 84degrees F and a tiny 10inch fan to cool the entire shop down. wonderful, but i survived, it could also be the reason i am so sleepy this week, not enough water. so ciao ciao, i feel my bed calling me.

xoxo,
christie