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So after nearly 10 lessons of the lovely swing dancing, I've got a significant enough amount of lindy hop and charleston under my belt to unashamedly attend THIS:
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Was feeling depressed on Wednesday so chucked a sicky and went to USyd to my happy place in the quad archways. With a heavenly latte from Azzuris and a giant muffin I got through The Outsider by Albert Camus which is really a most excellent book. In a shocking coincidence, one of the characters was discussing Camus with a coconut named Milky Joe on ( Read more... ) -
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Saw the Bell Shakespeare Macbeth last night at the Playhouse and it was very excellent and military. The actors were perfect, as were the costumes and staging and lighting and all manner of other things, and I finally managed to gain an appreciation for how phenomenally well-written that play is - which is something I failed to achieve when ( Read more... ) -
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Am waiting for my mother to go out for a swim so I can paint the GIANT SUDOKU* I'm making for her birthday next wednesday. I think the plan is to surprise her with it at work. Was looking at hiring a projector so we could do a groovy cinema under the stars on the balcony thing but its tres expensive considering my budget and that it'll only be for ( Read more... ) -
Todays lesson is not to put your happiness in the hands of cinnamon mentos.
Got Indian takeaway. On the ride home my mother confided in me that the smell of their rice reminds her of cockroaches. And now it reminds me of them too. Also realised that (somewhat like Amelie) I draw a simple and slightly perverse pleasure from the different varieties of rice. And I don't just mean white and brown ( Read more... )
