*is seriously skeeved*

[trinityofone]

I just got back from tutorial to discover that someone had been in my room.

Specifically, my bathroom. And yes, I am sure. It started out as just a weird feeling: as I came in (the bathroom door leads right off the "entry hall") I noticed that the bath mat was askew. "Huh," I thought, but I had left in a hurry and am notoriously absent minded, so I didn't think too much about it. I took out the garbage because I am super responsible like that, and then, when I came back in again, I noticed that the toilet lid was down and that the toilet paper was flipped up oddly. Again, these were both things that could have been done by me in a hurry, but--they weren't.

This was confirmed when I lifted the toilet lid and saw that it was, shall we say, not flushed? And when I took care of this little problem and went to wash my hands, I saw that my soap had been turned upside down and that there was something...stuck in it. Ew, ew, a thousand times ew.

I know that the cleaning ladies (who don't clean our rooms, by the way--just the landings and the kitchens) all have skeleton keys, and so do the maintenance men. I suppose one of them had to go and...just decided to use my bathroom? And apparently I should feel relieved that while they do not flush, they do seem to wash their hands?

No, I'm just grossed out. Seriously, seriously grossed out. After yesterday's trapped in my room incident, Trinity College is certainly not winning any love from me.

I'm...really not sure what I should do about this. Is there anything? I don't think so.

Yuck. Yuck x 1 bagillion.

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[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

"If you sprinkle
When you tinkle
Please be sweet
And wipe the seat."

Yay to all emo icons! They should get together and hold a convention! At Emo Court (http://www.irishtourist.com/details/emo_court.shtml)!

[of-evangeline.livejournal.com]

AHAHAHA!

Visiting that place is now #67 on the Things I Must Do Before I Die A Glorious Death list. Right after stealing a lock of David Hewlett's hair for cloning purposes. I'll give you one for your birthday!

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

My very own David Hewlett? Best present EVER!

I haven't actually been to Emo Court yet. I must hound siriaeve until she takes me. It's actually a common word over here, although I don't know why: there's also a line of Emo gas stations...

[of-evangeline.livejournal.com]

Do they use it to mean 'emotional'? Are there any food chains that use it? I want an emo donut!

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

It's not short for anything. I don't know what it means. And I don't think it's somehow derived from Irish, either--that would at least make sense! But I'll ask Siria.

I want an emo doughnut too! Or, y'know, just a doughnut. *thinks* A maple one!

[of-evangeline.livejournal.com]

I did a double-take upon seeing 'doughnut', not because it's weird to me, but because that's how I should've spelled it and eeek I feel like I've betrayed my country!

*marches OOT and ABOOT*

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm a dirty, rotten betrayer, too: I'm American, and we're supposed to spell it "donut." And apparently, through as "thru." *shudder*

I'm sure Canada will forgive you. It's nice like that, right?

[of-evangeline.livejournal.com]

You mean, 'thru' isn't just the bastardized version that I've always thought it was? *weeps for your people*

And yes, I've already gotten Timbits in the mail. :D

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

No, "thru" is a horribly bastardized version. It's just so fucking common! So are "nite" and "lite." Yuck.

*weeps for us too*

So...how hard is it to get Canadian citizenship? Just wondering...

[of-evangeline.livejournal.com]

We give it away at street corners! With a gift basket if you're a visible minority. We love us some diversity. *snorfle*

[siria]

Nope! Strange but true fact - there is in fact a village called Emo in Ireland, very close to my homeplace, which contains a lovely Georgian stately home called Emo Court. This is not, so far as I know, because the inhabitants were particularly given to wearing eyeliner and listening to the eighteenth century version of Death Cab. It's because Emo is an anglicisation of the original Irish name for the place, Ioma (something like 'um-ah'; it's hard to spell Irish out phonetically in English). In Old Irish, that probably means something like 'ridge of high land', or similar.

This has been my random and useless bit of factualness for the day!

[of-evangeline.livejournal.com]

This is not, so far as I know, because the inhabitants were particularly given to wearing eyeliner and listening to the eighteenth century version of Death Cab.

Blast! Ah well, a girl can dream. *g*