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Life of Lu 26/06/2012

Firstly,
When I wrote the date on the title above I wrote 26/06/1996.
What the heck is that all about????
Did something happen on that particular day all that has stuck out in my mind?
Memories anyone?
Weird.

Lu news.
Well. 8ish weeks in and I still really enjoy my new job.
Really. I do.
My colleagues are fabulous.
The work is interesting.
What more can an employee ask for?
Due to the very stubborn natures of my adorable colleagues I ended up in a night club last Sunday night.
It was my first time in a night club in about 3 years.
Do you want to have a look at what we got up to?
I should point out that these photos are a result of the handy work of two of our girls Claire and Ailsa.


Macarena anyone?
Reach for the sky?
A quick step?
Smile?
Pose
As you can see, limbs everywhere. But the craic was pretty mighty.
I have at least another 4 weeks working with these guys.
Hopefully the fun shall continue!

I'm on the look out for acts coming to the festival this summer.
I am quite excited about being here for it.
It looks amazing.
My stalking radar will go off the roof if I'm not careful!
So far I know that Rhys Darby is coming.
I love him.
If you haven't seen the Boat that Rocks, Yes man, or Flight of the Conchords then you are missing out.

My dad and brother are coming to visit this weekend.
I AM SO EXCITED!!!
The boy and I are going to familiarise ourselves with the old couch and inflatable mattress for the week.
How fun!
Seriously though, I haven't been this excited since I saw John Locke from Lost.
THAT is saying something!

Muchos love amigos!
Lu x

Comments

  1. oooh i'm so excited for you. you party animal you. sorry i disappeared when chatting, i'm sure you would've told me all about this had i stayed. ps i think you have the BEST hair.

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  2. Veronica Guerin died on 26/06/1996!

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