Books I read in the last week: 7 ( Read more... )

I wonder if I can get away with titling my essay on Timon of Athens and The Great Gatsby: "Cars, Money, Bitches"? *ponders*

I also wonder if I can write finish it before I fall asleep in front the gas heater and suffocate...

I broke up with my boyfriend of almost a year last week. Or, more correctly, I got dumped by said boyfriend. Having experienced neither breaking up with anyone, nor the more shocking process of being sat down and given the three-minute (if that! ha!) 'I need space' speech... I have no idea how well I'm dealing with it, comparatively speaking ( Read more... )

I figure since I'm staying at my old house for the week, it is a good time to try and entice myself into writing a journal entry. I'm wary of going back and checking exactly how long it's been since I wrote in here, because it's been months and months and I would probably end up with performance anxiety. (Heh--I say probably, knowing exactly how ( Read more... )

The Inside has ten minutes left to download, so I'm going to spend it writing an lj entry and then, in a dramatic reversal of the trends of the last.. however long, I will post it! Right.

I finished reading Mrs Dalloway last... no actually on Saturday arvo, at work. Which was dead quiet, as per usual. Which is why I'm going to be out of a job in ( Read more... )

Ugh. Just awoke from unnecessary mid-day nap, and I'm feeling much the worse for it. I had the heater on, and was curled up under two doonas, and I woke up suddenly for no discernible reason and was very confused for a moment about why it was light outside. I lay there for about two minutes feeling weighed down by my limbs and the universe's ( Read more... )

My mother has the most amazing view from her computer desk--it makes me want to write about the ocean, which is good since I have that thing I need to send to my creative writing lecturer um, today. The desk itself is driving me mad, however. For one thing, it is a tiny tiny tiny little computer desk that came in a box, and is about a tenth the ( Read more... )

If I spent even half the time I spend thinking about journal entries actually writing them...well, there'd be more of them in this lj ( Read more... )

I'm recklessly hogging a computer in the Chifley labs just to update lj. It's half-past the hour and people are still hovering like studious vultures. Hopefully typing will make me look sufficiently busy or I might lose something vital. (It's only the second week of semester, people! Go get drunk like normal students ( Read more... )

"Would Clemency Oliphant please come to the information desk please. Clemency Oliphant."

I think someone is fucking with the poor library staff again.