I have to say, though, UCD really is a hideous concrete wasteland. I hadn't been out there for ages, so I'd sort of forgotten how hideous it is. I mean, I know Trinity is all pretty and cobbled and 18th century-building-filled and everything, so it's not fair to compare, and I'm sorry for insulting the alma mater of any current or former Belfield denizens who may be reading this but...damn, it's a depressingly ugly place. It's as if Trinity were filled with nothing but copies of the Arts Block. Which, although I have a great fondness for the Trinity Arts Block, being the place where I first met Patrick and also where I spent a lot of time hanging out drinking hot chocolate and having pretentious conversations with my equally pretentious chums down on the chocolate boxes by the Ed Burke when I should have been going to lectures, is not a pretty thought.
Anyway! Verdict on last night: UCD campus depressing and hideous, UCD's drama society very entertaining. Hurrah!