I'm the definition of excite for our Ireland trip. I've never been to another continent, I'm getting my green beer, and it'll be cool to go somewhere in which blood rain and evil monkeys are totally not the norm. I'm probably not going to bring any of you losers anything because I'll be too drunk to remember, but if I do, it'll be keychains in bulk. Don't ever say I don't get anyone anything nice.
I also managed to fit half my wardrobe in this suitcase thanks to those...weird, air-sucky sealer bags. Science, bitch, and I need options if I'm not in the comfort of my own home for fashion variety.
In other news, I'm "murder Fae bait." Fae might literally want to eat me. I don't know why I keep hanging around these people, I really don't. I'm literally something they can put in a stew and slurp up. But this fae, you could legit kill with herbicide because she was ~one with the Earth~ or some crap like that. Thanks, Bobo, getting strangled by vines or eaten was not a way I wanted to die.