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a dream

I dreamt that I was hanging out with my little sister (I've never had one) and goofing around using a bag of mini oranges like a microphone and I squeezed two walnuts into my eye sockets and crooned like bing Crosby pulling a funny face. Then we went to meet my friend Mark rosslonergan and my little sister insisted I show it to him. First we had to make a Faraday cage out of a bunk bed for his autism. 

more about ger

He is witty, charismatic, logically minded and flamboyant. Very entertaining, heartwarming and proficient at... Competing like a gentleman. 

about ger

The man himself, helpful, grateful, congenial.. Skinhead punk rocker with an aristocrats opinion... Self made man! 

my obsession with Ger

At the risk of sounding like a stalker or pervert, I find myself wanting to discuss my obsession with Ger from the braxeen bar. He is a nice height, average for a man. He's kind of handsome but maybe (no one ever agrees with who I find handsome) also devilishly charming. 

Holy life

Title: Being a Holy Person in a World That Calls It LunacySubtitle: When your deepest calling feels completely at odds with the modern age — and why it might be more important than ever.Hi everyone,In our hyper-rational, productivity-obsessed, scroll-driven world, wanting to live as a “holy person” sounds like pure lunacy to many. Talk about hearing inner guidance, feeling a connection to something transcendent, prioritizing prayer/contemplation over hustle, or sensing a divine thread running through everyday life — and people often respond with polite concern or outright dismissal. “That’s cute… but have you tried therapy?”Yet here I am. And I suspect I’m not alone.Being a holy person today doesn’t mean wearing robes or withdrawing completely from life (though some are called to that). For me, it means orienting my entire existence around a relationship with the Divine — listening for higher guidance, treating ordinary moments as sacred, seeking purity of heart, and trying to embody...

living with my parents

Title: Grateful for the Pennies: Navigating the Bank of Mum and Dad While Benefits Catch Up Subtitle: A little term my friend coined that somehow makes asking for help feel lighter – and a whole lot of gratitude. Hi everyone, There’s a phrase my friend invented that I’ve come to love: “getting pennies.” It refers to those of us who come from families that can help financially, receiving support from parents while we figure things out — especially when we’re pursuing the kind of work or creative callings that don’t always come with an immediate steady paycheck. It’s a gentle, slightly humorous way to acknowledge something that can otherwise feel awkward: being an adult who is, for a season, supported by the Bank of Mum and Dad. Right now, that’s exactly where I am. I’m waiting for my benefits application to be processed, and in the meantime, my parents have kindly stepped in with what we’ve affectionately dubbed “pennies.” It’s not a fortune. It’s just enough to cover the basics while t...

income

Title: Grateful for the Pennies: Navigating the Bank of Mum and Dad While Benefits Catch Up Subtitle: A little term my friend coined that somehow makes asking for help feel lighter – and a whole lot of gratitude. Hi everyone, There’s a phrase my friend invented that I’ve come to love: “getting pennies.” It refers to those of us who come from families that can help financially, receiving support from parents while we figure things out — especially when we’re pursuing the kind of work or creative callings that don’t always come with an immediate steady paycheck. It’s a gentle, slightly humorous way to acknowledge something that can otherwise feel awkward: being an adult who is, for a season, supported by the Bank of Mum and Dad. Right now, that’s exactly where I am. I’m waiting for my benefits application to be processed, and in the meantime, my parents have kindly stepped in with what we’ve affectionately dubbed “pennies.” It’s not a fortune. It’s just enough to cover the basics while t...