Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Five days until my thesis is due

And it's only now I realise I should have been reading Foucalt instead of Deleuze.

Honestly, if Deleuze wasn't already dead I'd definitely be heading to France with a selection of very sharp knives right now.

I can't wait to sleep like a normal person again. Or sleep at all.

Um. Have some choc fudge cupcakes?

Saturday, October 15, 2011


Sometime in 2004 I forsook the written word*. Why didn’t I stick to my guns?

Surely the good staff of Sydney College of the Arts wouldn’t force me to write a thesis if I had a strong enough ideological opposition. 

*I can't remember the exact circumstances, but it's a fair bet that it was sometime during the early hours of the morning to a backdrop of nu-metal.