Has been a strange couple of days ( Read more... )

I was feeling marginally chipper, albeit a little sleepy, when I got home today. I subsequently made the mistake of then encouraging that felineicidal curiosity by following the link to the 'white racialists' community. Considering their track record with political correctness, they could have just spared the semantics and said 'white racists', ( Read more... )

Oh, I've just had the worst day since ever. I half-wanted to go to see LSE, though not wanting to have to sit through any more orientation talks, etc.etc. Just wanted to get a feel for the place. However, as soon as I got there, I felt as if I was about to fall over thanks to some invisible Big Fear. I thoroughly annoyed my mum, as I wanted to ( Read more... )

20 minutes talking about islamic headscarves, women at work, the glass ceiling, urban nightmares and secularism (i mean, laicism) in garbled french got me 55 out of 60. Score ( Read more... )

Worst cramps in the history of inefficient evolution. I have this primeval want to curl up in a foetal position and hibernate. But I have an essay on The Tempest to do. Ban ban, Caliban, indeed ( Read more... )

For some sick and demented reason, we are having roast turkey for lunch. There is a reason that turkey is confined to christmas - when sober and not distracted by 'classic' re-runs, we might just realise how turkey really IS chicken without the flavour ( Read more... )

I have a headache that won't go away - I've taken pills, eaten, rehydrated but I guess it loves me too much. Perhaps it's the guilt - my parents have cancelled the Portugal holiday for everyone because I'm not well enough to travel. Guilt. Sleep. Eat. Nausea. Guilt. Sleep.

This is shaping up to be a very very very bad holiday.

1. Just watched Citizen Kane. Woah.

2. Harry from McFly is the new Comedy Love of My Life. He has five pet chickens (do I have to credit Popbitch for this kind of stuff?) and is from Saffron Walden. Rawk n'roll.

3. The new Franz Ferdinand video is (hopefully intentionally) comic genius. Scottish nerds do disco.

I have just spent the last few minutes hiding from the postman, so he doesn't think there's someone in the house that his refusing to answer the door because of their greasy still-in-pyjamas appearance ( Read more... )

Holidays. Holy-days. I don't think I could have made it through another day of school without collapsing into hysterical tiredness. But what to do now ( Read more... )