Have printed out last 10 pages of chapter and I am ready for attack. God conclusions are hard. Need to wrap up all swirly ideas into something concise and punchy and full of wonderful delicious syntax.
Currently listening to Barack Obama reading 'Dreams from my Father' on the Book Show on Radio National. What an amazing voice. You can't podcast it unfortunately but maybe you can listen again online. Book Show Website.
| Gosh I am so tired today. I went out with Greer for some wine and had about 6 glasses of wine over about 6 hours and it totally wrecked me. I have become a lightweight! I didn't have dinner but I had eaten masses during the day. Go figure. Am pretty annoyed as I had a lot to do today and have just sort of lain around drinking green tea and watching random stuff on youtube and trying to find funny people to follow on twitter. Just went out to get some shopping from Safeway on Smith St and they have put in those self check out machines, which I love. But there was this guy there trying to use one who kept shouting, 'what?' 'where's me money go?' 'what do i press?' I have a feeling that would happen a lot at that store. Now having some lemonade. |
I did get sort of close at this point, but then he jumped down to hug someone and so ensued further hysteria at which point I left it to all those who were pretty much all 10 years younger than me.
P.s. I forgot to actually publish some stuff i wrote last week, just saved it, so you can look at more pretty pictures of random things below.
Had a good weekend, Russell Brand was great, cept at the end he promised to meet people so I waited around like a little fangirl and it was insane all these women just mobbed him and were pushing each other over 
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On my way out these two guys behind me who were very blokey guys, probably there with their silly girlfriends, were seriously saying 'so maate could you be a sex addict?' 'Nah mate nah, sounds good but not for me' 'get expensive too if you aren't famous'
Didn't do much yesterday, had to return some library books so walked to uni and had an ice cream on the way. Painted my nails hot pink. At uni now trying to work, but so noisy, bloody students wearing their slap slap shoes going up and down the stairs.
At uni working today, pleasantly quiet after yesterday when they were jackhammering up the road outside, hopefully they won't start again. Mark is now coming home a few days earlier as they changed his flight, originally it looked like he might have to stay a few days longer, which would have been annoying as the place he is staying would have probably charged him $250 or something. It is really funny to think he will be home in about 10 days. When he first went it felt so strange and empty but I have gotten used to living on my own and have a nice little routine going, jogs, watching SATC, lining up all my shoes in the living room so I can admire them, having flowers in the house! I am a bit sick of cooking for myself every night.
Went to my friend's found sound event last night, sort of art/ contemporary music. It was interesting, less performative and more absorbed than the previous one, she decribed it as being abit like two djs had just heard about dj-ing and then tried to create it out of household objects.
Anyhoo must get back to writing.
The seeds I planted a week or so ago are sprouting, I know some are basil but have no idea what these are. Lucky dip.
Rain like this is so infrequent now it actually seemed photo worthy, I guess the view of our communal washing lines does add something though....
I thought I might start just putting a picture up for every day when I remember to take one. Will see how it goes.
Saturday Rain 14/3/09
I am a baby.
Enjoying tweeting at the moment, I like the brief distraction which doesn't take away from my work. And the lack of obligation to write something deeply considered and thought through, which is what I am doing on my thesis.
One of my favourite tweets so far is by Tim Minchin
Going jogging. Sun shining. Church bells chiming. Birds singing. People laughing. Drifting breeze. River meanders. Fucking Adelaide.My twitter is here, just a fledgling.
I'm thinking of making a new blog background instead of doing footnotes. Actually I am thinking of doing a lot of things instead of footnotes. Currently feeling excited about the washing, cleaning the fridge, vacuuming, lunch....
I went for a jog this morning, my new route takes me past 1 Treasury place, usually it is pretty quiet as it is the weekend or around 8am, but I was bit later today and there is something amusing about running past all the smart people in suits.
Right, back to work, though maybe another nice cup of tea first, and there were some biscuits around too...
I love this. there was a story about it on Late Night Live last week that I just caught up with on podcast. Basically it is a protest that involved 40 000 women sending pink knickers or chaddis to the offices of religious extremists.Those who staretd it belong to a group called the 'Consortium of Pubgoing, Loose and Forward Women.' They are staging protests against violence toward women in the context of of moral/cultural policing and religious intolerance and I think they are AWESOME.
Read their blog here.
I just found an article on the Art Newspaper about new rooms that have opened at the Beijing Palace Museum. I am trying to find out more about them (yes yes I know it is procrastination) but I can't help enjoying the name of the Emperor’s personal rooms—the Juanqinzhai, literally “the studio of exhaustion from diligent service." I think we all need one of those.
This is the theatre with views of gardens and landscape.
I should write more in here, I just forget and then I feel bored and frustrated with life and have no desire to record it. Mark is going to Lucca this weekend, I am very jealous, though I do remember feeling a bit bored there and writing something about it being the Tuscan Romanesque equivalent of a sleepy country town.
