Don't let me down.

Spending my morning dancing around my mum's living room like a retarded ballerina to The Beatles and trying to figure out how to get a job in Ireland. It's not going as well as planned; I am completely incompetent and 100% dependent on others. I need to make moves, though. Speaking of moves, I have to go back to Pittsburgh in twenty minutes. There isn't a bone in my body that wants to....