this inertia is going to become debilitating.
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after spending so much time with family over the last week, i realise i come from tough stock. and i think this is why, despite what friends have tried to encourage me with, i feel i haven’t handled all the crap that’s happened this year as well as i [...]

i don’t think it’s ever been this crowded, certainly not with family. is this what it’s like to be italian? or indian? it’s nice. i just wish we were all together for a wedding instead of a funeral.
i’m supposed to be up in two hours so we can be ready to leave the house by [...]

god it’s been a strange year.

the ultimate in limbo is waiting for death. the thoughts surface and swirl but as soon as you reach to siphon them out they vanish, as if they never were.
intensive care waiting rooms should be quiet-enforced. chatter does not belong here. people’s minds are cluttered enough with their seething insides. the everyday outside has no [...]

your brand of humour and hearty laughter betrayed your otherwise serious mien.
sunday dinners at yours always promised bellies distended with gastronmic satisfaction.
because i mentioned that my wisdom teeth were giving me problems, you drove me from one end of surburban sydney to the other and you x-rayed them yourself, and introduced me to all your [...]

he is a major fuck up.
i just spent the last two days sitting in hospitals watching my uncle hooked up to a respirator in a coma sitting waiting while his heart rate steadily falls watching him fade out.
i have to go now and pick my parents from the airport so my dad can say goodbye [...]

i just got home, i’ve had 4 hours of sleep in the last 2 days but i’ve never felt happier.
i finally finished all my essays and i am now officially done with my session, year and undergraduate degree. i leave on a major holiday in 5 days.
all i can say is: schweeeeeet…..
the media exhibition tonight [...]

i have, in the last 6 hours, listened to disc 2 of the human traffic soundtrack about 5 times.
if knowing all its melodies and rhythms by heart had some sort of value, i could lay claim to that dubious honour.
i think it’s time i returned the cd in question to angela…
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i am a couple of [...]

just as i thought i could leave the fiscal nightmares of the year and this place behind, even if only for a while, the vicious cycle comes back to bite me in the butt. i just know that my first night back will be spent talking shop and god that pisses me off.
there’s got to [...]

somebody found my blog in their search for ‘afghani ring tones’.
what the fuck??
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one more 2000 word essay to go.
media exhibition thursday night. i’m preparing to get absolutely wasted.