urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:schapiro argueing over the breakfast table MacEachmharcaigh 2009-06-04T04:02:20Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:schapiro:198847 2009-06-04T04:02:20Z 2009-06-04T04:02:20Z This is a test post from <a href="http://www.flickr.com/r/testpost"><img alt="flickr" src="http://www.flickr.com/images/flickr_logo_blog.gif" width="41" height="18" border="0" align="absmiddle" /></a>, a fancy photo sharing thing. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:schapiro:185314 2009-02-09T10:00:22Z 2009-02-09T10:00:22Z chirp<br /><br /><ul class="loudtwitter"><li><em>13:57</em> Stomach ache. Too much work to do. <a href="http://twitter.com/kmccafferty/statuses/1189458561">#</a></li> <li><em>23:05</em> @<a href="http://twitter.com/art_fag">art_fag</a> that transition doesn't even start until May haha. Blech but I do hate the slushy muddy junk. <a href="http://twitter.com/kmccafferty/statuses/1190834315">#</a></li></ul>Automatically shipped by <a href="http://www.loudtwitter.com">LoudTwitter</a> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:schapiro:180179 2009-01-27T03:44:09Z 2009-01-27T20:30:29Z <a name="cutid1"></a><br />A Stór Mo Chroí, when you're far away<br />Far from the land you'll be leaving,<br />It's many a time by night and by day<br />That your heart will be sorely grieving.<br />For the stranger's land may be bright and fair,<br />And rich in its treasures golden.<br />But you'll pine, I know, for the long, long ago<br />And the love that is never olden.<br /><br />A Stór Mo Chroí, in the stranger's land<br />There is plenty of wealth and wailing.<br />Whilst gems adorn the great and the grand<br />There are faces with hunger pailing.<br />Though the road is toilsome, and hard to tread<br />And the lights of their cities will blind you.<br />Won't you turn a stór to Erin's shore?<br />And the ones that you're leaving behind you?<br /><br />A Stór Mo Chroí, when the evening's mist<br />Over mountain and sea is falling,<br />won't you turn away from the throng<br />And maybe you'll hear me calling.<br />For the sound of a voice that is surely missed<br />For somebody's quick returning.<br />A ruin, a ruin, oh won't you come back soon?<br />To the ones who will always love you.<br /><br />An gcloiseann tú bualadh mo chroí?<br />Buile mo chroí, Greadadh mo chroí<br />An gcloiseann tú greadadh mo chroí<br />Are you hearing the beat of my heart?<br />The bang of my heart, The scrape of my heart<br />Are you hearing the scrape of my heart<br /><br /><br />An mbraitheann tú cuisle mo chroí?<br />I dtearmann do lámha, I ngéibheann do ghrá<br />An mbraitheann tú cuisle mo chroí<br />Are you feeling the pulse of my heart?<br />In the palm of your hand, In the jail of your love<br />Are you feeling the pulse of my heart<br /><br />Tá botún sa tsaol, Nach maithim do Dhia<br />An ghrian i do shúil<br />Ag teacht idir mé agus solas an lae<br />Tá botún sa tsaol<br />There’s a fault in this world<br />And I won’t forgive God, The sun in your eye<br />That comes between me and the light of the sky<br />There’s a fault in this world<br /><br />An gcloiseann tú bualadh mo chroí<br /><b>Buile mo chroí, Briseadh mo chroí</b><br />An gcloiseann tú briseadh mo chroí<br />Are you hearing the beat of my heart<br />The pain of my heart, The break of my heart<br /><b>Are you hearing the break of my heart?</b><br /><br /> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:schapiro:102220 2007-06-14T21:51:26Z 2007-09-30T17:57:02Z the wind that shakes the barley <center><b>Friends Only</b><br />Just ask, and I'll add you.</center> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:schapiro:39125 2004-03-17T14:36:39Z 2004-03-17T14:36:39Z Lá Fhéile Pádraig Sona Duit <br />(la ale-lah paw-drig son-na ditch)<br />[happy st.patrick's day]