Monthly Archives: February 2012
Marching
So, as it turned out February wasn’t the best month for staying off facebook and finishing my novel. There’s probably a lot of reasons for that, and though I’d like to blame facebook for every piece of wasted time, reality … Continue reading
Lovelovelovelovelove
I know I have said I generally use the word reservedly, but now I’m using it enthusiastically. I feel the past few days deserve it – no, in fact the whole last two weeks deserve it, I was just giving … Continue reading
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The Week That Was a Rude Word
A note on the title: I don’t really like swearing. I don’t mind (much) when other people do it – within reason it is meaningful, without reason it is at worst distracting and at best amusing – but I generally … Continue reading
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Dear La Roux,
I like your style, I really do. You’ve got the tunes, the moves, the sass… and above all, the hairstyle.* One thing you haven’t got though – or, more accurately, one thing I don’t get, is the lyrics. In particular, … Continue reading
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While You’re Waiting
I’m in the waiting room at the Fracture Clinic, RMH. It’s a bright room at the end of a corridor, with anti-bac dispensers strategically placed at the door and by the reception counter. Apart from word doc print-outs asking patients … Continue reading
Writing
I am fairly sure. It is no exaggeration to say. That my personality has been largely shaped by writing. Or perhaps it would be better to say, by the written word. Whether I read it or wrote it might be … Continue reading
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Ballistic
I suspect that if you were just going by the activity on my profile, you would not be convinced that I have reduced my facebook use in these first few days of Feb, compared to the last week or so … Continue reading
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Completely Gratuitous.
Getting home from work, the house smelled like another country. Sarah was in the kitchen, swearing over a ginourmous wok, and I dumped my bag in the corner before peering over her shoulder. “Smells… good!” “Huh. That hesitation was just … Continue reading
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I’m on a Tram
The 86 tram, in fact. It just went up the Northcote hill, and in my eagerness to gaze out at the lovely Melbourne skyline, I accidentally looked at the sun. That’ll teach me not to be such a sap. It’s … Continue reading
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