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Past my bedtime. Who can be bothered going to bed at this hour? Not I, by Methuselah. I'd only spend hours staring at the stars, wondering what in God's name happened to the ceiling. While I am a fan of sleeping (particularly those minutes one snatches before they have to get up), I cannot count myself as a fan of bedtime. This is made further ( Read more... ) -
DOOM/CALIGULA
Given that the Americans have once again proven themselves to be incapable of choosing truly evil presidential candidates, I have decided to foist this choice upon them...
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Was hoping this wouldn't turn in to some damp-cloth, sentimental dream journal, but a portion of last night's dream was so interesting that it deserves committing to memory. It appears that my dreams have points they wish to make clear and I'd be doing them a disservice if I made the mistake of forgetting them ( Read more... ) -
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From my walks to work, I can see autumn's on its way. The trees are starting to lose their green, though leaves haven't started falling yet. Personally, I like the autumn. I've always found that hearing the rain and wind outside always makes me feel a lot more grateful about being indoors. Bathing, sleeping and sitting in the armchair all take on a ( Read more... ) -
Stalin, Wages and Cheap DVDs.
Finished reading Simon Sebag Montefiore's Stalin: The Court of the Red Tsar - am now far more familiar with wartime Russia, though am still somewhat sketchy as to what the phrase 'Stalinism' actually construes. Nevertheless, it's a damned good read and took up a large chunk of my summer, which otherwise might have been filled with mind-drowning ( Read more... ) -
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Hello all. Been a while since I posted last and a little bit has changed in my life. I've since graduated from university and found myself a job back home. Currently, I work evenings (17:30 - 20:30) in a call-center, cold-calling for a local window firm: i.e. I ring up random strangers and try to convince them they want to become a show property ( Read more... ) -
A brief bit of good news:
Just to let you all know, my results arrived in the post yesterday, and I am to graduate from Swansea with a First Class Honours Degree in English Literature with Creative Writing. Needless to say, myself and my friends and loved ones are very chuffed. -
How Do?
Yes, it is I; Mr-Very-Rarely-Posts-Anything. A fair few things to report from my bit of the world, oddly enough.
The obvious one is my having had exams and written essays since I last blogged here. To the best of my knowledge, the whole thing seemed to go reasonably well; though there's always that niggling sense I could have tried a bit harder, ( Read more... ) -
Shakespeare
With exams looming over the horizon in their characteristically ominous fashion, I have begun reading up on William Shakespeare. Although I have been receiving lectures on the man and his work since early October, I spent a good six hours reading up on him yesterday and have become further astounded by his capabilities. Plowed through the opening ( Read more... )
