today in the library i was reading a book called The Future of the Self: Inventing the Postmodern Person.
having stumbled upon it in the library database in the course of my research, i looked at its chapters on reconceptualising the body, and identity in cyberspace and so on, and was convinced that i had to [...]
An archeological team says it has uncovered personal artifacts dating back to the late 20th century, including what appears to be an early form of blog.
The item, known in ancient times as a ‘logbook’, is a primitive physical version of what we today call ‘blogs’.
They have linked the article to members of a tribe who [...]
because of the demand for offensive humour, and because i am nowhere near as punny as they; here are the baby jokes.
those of you acquainted with my junior college class may remember these from the 97a51 logbook, but as said loggie has been in my keeping since we graduated you could probably do with a [...]
i passed by a group of asian guys and overheard this:
“wah lau! i tell you that tommy ah..! damn buay tahan man!”
that made me smile.
and then i had a sudden craving for prata. with teh peng. or a milo dinosaur.
mmmm, milo dinosaur.
for the lack of amusing content. she is going to bed now and she expects her humour will return after several hours of sleep.
tomorrow, baby jokes.
i sat, staring, in shock. then i had to see for myself. and then, inexplicably, i started to cry. (that’ll teach me to surf the internet just before a show. when you’re selling tickets and serving drinks with red eyes, people give you funny looks.)
i’ve had hours to think it through, and i still feel [...]
my mum would call it manners, my dad would call it 懂得这么åšäºº (literally: know how to be a person).
i’m just glad there are still people like this left in the world. and so charming to boot.
the fig tree theatre was in the news!
i feel like taking the newspaper clipping round to everyone, pointing at su’s name and going: “that’s my boss! she’s the best!”
i can’t believe the university is still considering demolishing it. it’s a heritage building for heaven’s sake. maybe we should do as steve bisley suggested at the [...]
he: hello! what are you doing out here at stupid, i mean, six o’clock?
me: i was working on my blasted thesis and my brain has stopped and i have to be in uni in 2 hours so i can’t go to bed now or i’ll never wake up so i’m killing time till i have [...]
kat, when you talked about your thesis epiphany the other night i didn’t think it would apply to me, but by george, i think i may have had one. a small one.
i think i just found my key to chapter 3. i was looking for ways to assert the value of blogging, and i’m arguing [...]