Irish living in Berlin
Day job: Quality for medical devices. Interested in helping with quality for your software projects too. Will try not to make you cry. Wont try very hard.
Alter Egos:
- Singer/Synth simp
- Passion project procrastinator
- Antisocial extrovert
- Antifa sympathiser
- Language lover
- Late-nite gamer too shy to stream
- Dapper dinnerguest
- Riotous when alcoholinated
Travel diary #2:
A beautiful Swiss man at a very fancy sauna place near Bern says something to me in German.
I reply "Wie bitte? Mein Deutsch ist nicht so gut" / "what? My German is not so good". Swiss German is hard.
He says "Feuer" / "lighter" (as in - do you have one?)
I reach in my bag and pull out the most embarrassing lighter I own, turn bright red and hand him this:
I thought I would post a lot more about my train travels on masto but the chaos is mostly giving me a much needed break from the phone
Anyway today I would like to make an offering to #mosstadon, from Chasseral Regional Park (or nearby)
Easily the #1 thing about being Irish in Berlin is that when you're walking around, sometimes the trash cans will remind you that Eimer loves you.
I don't know how to translate directly but Eimer is the German for essentially the "can" in trash can, or the "bin" in rubbish bin.
And in Ireland is an uncommon spelling of a common name
Had a cosy crafty Sunday evening making decorations, this is giving me major bord #dúlra vibes. Special thanks to my partner in crime for indulging me in a 4 hour long search for pinecones.
Bonus: My house smells delicious now
I bought a new Midi controller and I'm head over heels. Been meaning to replace my Korg Kontrol for a long time but didn't think I'd need to do it so soon
Got SUPER lucky and found this Arturia Keylab with a producer in Pberg who says he bit off more than he could chew buying a keyboard - only too happily took it off his hands for a more than reasonable price (it was a damned steal)
Also painted my nails today and they lookin cute 💅
