Today was 'media day'. Interview with me came out in the Irish Examiner - complete with very large photo that was a bit disturbing to be confronted with first thing in the morning.
Then on to Newstalk to do an interview with the totally charming Daire O'Brien. Talked about porn (well, Cliterati) blogging and women's magazines. Was fun, although mornings are still evil.
After that, spent the day war-walking in hope of getting internet access anywhere other than an internet cafe. No joy (even next to the Guinness Brewery which had been recommended by several people as a good location for access). Will be going off with the info people have given me in the comments below to see if I have any luck.
However, getting my priorities straight, tonight is for drinking and dancing. Mostly the former, I'm guessing. And the weekend is most going to be spent in the countryside and seaside around Dublin before I get back to the grey mass of London which lacks both. Internet access can wait.
I'm actually quite pleased that I've managed to survive four days on only 2 hours internet access. And there I was thinking that I was addicted. OK, I wrote a blog entry yesterday evening but stupidly didn't bring a floppy disc with me so I can't put it up, so it'll appear all out of order. Can't say the same about workaholism though. As well as the interview stuff, have been on the phone sorting out a business deal and have written about 3,000 words of my novel. But that's fun. And I was sitting in a Dublin bar as I wrote, so it's not all work...
Posted by emilyd at October 25, 2002 06:49 PM