I was going around the city yesterday and 5 o'clock came around. So the thought of having a decent dinner came into mind. A cheap, decent dinner that it. So we found a burger joint. Let me tell you, the sound of a hamburger is quite possibly the best thing. Continuing on, I ordered a basic hamburger and fries. After about a 7 minute wait, I dug into my burger that I had sooo many high hopes for. Only to find out, it was some sort of funky beef. After about four bites, I realized I could not continue eating it. That was 6euros down the drain...
As if it couldn't get better, at 5am this morning, I wake up to the most extreme pain. Long story short, I got completely sick from that crap.
again, Lesson learned. never eating beef in Ireland.
You have NOOOO idea how much I would kill for a decent American hamburger...or better than that, a medium iced pumpkin coffee, skim milk no sugar from Dunks...that, would be the best possible thing.
it is clearly the little things in life that would make everything so much better...
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