Jamie Manners's Dewey Decimal Section:

300 Social sciences

Jamie Manners's birthday: 3/19/1981 = 319+1981 = 2300

Class:
300 Social Sciences

Contains:
Books on politics, economics, education and the law.

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The party's over now. People have burnt out all their enthusiasm and energy; some wander like drugged zombies, some sit, heads down, in a state of catatonic comedown. Five hours ago, when the doors opened, the place was flooded with bright young things, smiling, confident, exuberant, looking spick and span in their ball gowns, black tie and newly ( Read more... )

I am in Stansted Airport. It is quite awful. I have been here for over four hours. Our plane has been put back three times and is currently over three hours late. The Wetherspoons has stopped serving but I can still hear the Glaswegians inside singing God Save The Queen. All the shops shut ages ago and I was sick of listening to my iPod so I've ( Read more... )

Part deux. ( Read more... )

This is a self-indulgent post that I'm just writing for myself, and anyone who might have recently been sectioned. I enjoyed Momus and Dickon's recent posts where they sifted through their back catalogues, track-by-track, and recorded their impressions. It was a good read; looking back with hindsight, noting the differences between your younger ( Read more... )

There are a few people sitting in a room. You don't know who they are, where they came from, where they're going to, or what they're up to. Neither do they, most likely. They're devious, duplicitous, and ambiguous. Every word they let slip could have at least five possible implications or meanings. They stay controlled, demure for the most part. ( Read more... )

I'm sitting about at my parents' home, so I may as well write something here. They've pointedly written 'Happy Solstice' across the big mirror above the fireplace. Designer Atheism has followed me across the Irish Sea. My Dad has provided great entertainment by accepting an invite to a new networking site called tagged.com, making his profile photo ( Read more... )

Properly back into the London routine now after spending half-term week in ( Cornwall )

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Now if you feel that you can't go on,
Because all of your hope is gone,
And your life filled with much confusion,
Until happiness is just an illusion,
And your world around is crumbling down...

My Oyster card is dying. It won't scan, and then it'll suddenly start working again for a little while, then it goes off again. On Thursday night it took me a good 30 seconds to scan it at Clapton- then at Liverpool Street the barrier man tried to scan it on his reader some 50 times. He said it was deleted because I'd put it beside a mirror, and I' ( Read more... )