Archive for November, 2006

on overwhelming busyness and too-adorable children

Tuesday, November 14th, 2006

hello pumpkins. i know i owe you a post and it’s in my drafts half-written, but i just cannot set aside the brainspace to finish it just now.
this new job - i am loving it but it is slowly killing me. or it will kill me if the level of stress and pressure of backlogged [...]

Posted in General | No Comments »

random thoughts

Tuesday, November 7th, 2006

that occurred to me this morning on the daily trek through campus to my office that takes me across a big field and past the childcare centre:

crows don’t caw so much as bleat.
the sound of very small children cheering for one another is one of the most awesome sounds in the universe.

last third of the [...]

Posted in General | No Comments »

mad melbourne weekend retrospective: part 2 of 3

Sunday, November 5th, 2006

saturday 14th october

8.30am: we are woken by nelson’s mobile phone alarm, which we have set for an early hour so as to make the most of our day!
10.20am: we leave the house.
10.30am: we find and hop aboard the free weekend city circle tram, which is, unsurprisingly, packed. we rattle into the city accompanied by [...]

Posted in General | No Comments »

mad melbourne weekend retrospective: part 1 of 3

Friday, November 3rd, 2006

friday 13th october

5pm: finish tutoring. run home and pack for melbourne (read: throw some stuff into a duffel bag). rush to dome for farewell drinks for ex-colleagues. quietly freak out inside when ex-boss tells you she looked up your blog the other day to “see what you’re up to and find out how you’re going” [...]

Posted in General | No Comments »

i break my flu-enforced silence to bring you this news item:

Friday, November 3rd, 2006

abc cans the glass house.
how could they???
it’s one of the best things on all free-to-air television in the history of ever!
i can’t believe the neo-con fuckers got to the abc too. this country has officially gone to the dogs.
as you were.

Posted in General | No Comments »

  • about

    this blog
    more like a theatre, less like a confessional. there's salt at the door; feel free to pinch some on your way in.

    the author
    she is 27, resides in sydney, works in new media and is easily amused.

    if you dropped by, do say hi!

  • You are currently browsing the in.flux weblog archives for November, 2006.

  • archive