I can't come back to this blog yet. I have taken some advice too seriously.

I think I just blacked out, possibly for a month or so. I am steeped in work and bronchitis. I spent the whole day typing an interminable piece of work about video surveillance that refuses to be finished. I'm here posting this entry because I realized - in my petulant boredom - the last sentence I'd typed read "It should now be apparent that ( Read more... )

Joyce worked a 12 hour shift today. As I only went to "work" for a few hours this morning, I have been on my own for most of the time. If you keep up with her journal, you'll realise that she is freakishly addicted to cooking, and that I am banned from my own kitchen. Today I set out to prove a thing or two ( Read more... )

Joyce is working now, and mornings are difficult for her so I try to help her out. A couple of days ago she was groggily trying to make breakfast. I watched her gather ingredients with her eyes half-closed and her hair flopping comically in the air ( Read more... )

Life being the way it is, there is a lot of sadness and you can't attend to it all. But here's a bit ( Read more... )

This building spontaneously burst into flames yesterday, quite dramatically. It was a diver's shop on Douglas St. here in Victoria. This photo doesn't really capture how surreal it seemed, burning outside my window.

My iBook equally spontaneously decided to begin working again.


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My ibook has begun to die. I won't be around until I get a replacement. It's all quite sad.

The campus is utterly over-run with rabbits at our university. In the summer, people come and feed them carrots and the other things they have seen rabbits eat in cartoons. One day, outside the library, one ate most of my cheese sandwich - even though I was hungry I found it too amusing to stop it. When it finished it sat there vibrating and ( Read more... )

I spent the afternoon being jittery and grumpy and I've only got myself to blame. In order to prolong doing some work that I am not especially enjoying, I wandered around my new neighbourhood. There is a coffee and book store across the road so I went in for a drink - I react badly to caffeine these days and I was dense enough to order an ( Read more... )

This morning I shall not be losing six to the cholera epidemic before I take my place with the bobbins and the carriages at Thomas Heatcote's factory, nor will I be ingesting the latest wonder cereal whilst enduring a course of leeches for my sciatica, and I surely will not be walling-up my wife in the east-wing of the house because it is her ' ( Read more... )