Dear Livejournal,

Oh, my poor, neglected Livejournal! I'm sorry to tell you that I am abandoning you once and for all. Actually, I should say that I've already abandoned you, months ago, for Tumblr and Twitter.

You are old, while the aforementioned sites are slick and useful and so Web 2.0. Time marches on, things become old and obsolete. Sorry, ( Read more... )

My sister Phung found a spider's nest on the inside of one of her shirts this morning. This shirt hangs in my study wardrobe, which is approximately two metres to the left of where I'm currently sitting. Luckily, the mama spider wasn't there, but hundreds of her tiny hell spawn baby spiders were. Phung was in a rush this morning, so she threw the ( Read more... )

I've lost any and all academic momentum I had this year.

I can tell you that it happened at around 2:15pm today, when I decided that I just had to go to Chermside shopping centre to buy coriander and Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close.* I do not believe that there has ever been a situation in the history of the world where somebody had to stop ( Read more... )

I've been holed up alone in my house this entire Easter weekend. I've imposed a deadline on myself - I must completely finish my Japanese poetry assignment by Sunday night so that I can have the entirety of next week to finish my 15 minute literature presentation and to also start my equity essay ( Read more... )

I've been meaning to update this damned thing, but strangely, I find that when you actually sit down to all of your university work, you don't have much time to do - or think - about anything else ( Read more... )

Jens Lekman is sold out. Apparently, the tickets went on sale weeks ago, and they sold out fast. I almost cried at the Rockinghorse and Skinny's counters. I'll see if I can get a ticket at the door, but I'm not too optimistic.

Anyway, after this devastation I sucked it up and said to myself, Well, I suppose that's my fault. I guess I'll go to Iron ( Read more... )

I've just started continuing Anna Karenina again and it's annoying the fuck out of me. It's extremely well written; the plots are interesting; there aren't too many characters for me to keep track of; but the eponymous character is just so irritating. I'm only up to Part Five so there's ample time for her to redeem herself, but for half the book ( Read more... )

Explosions in the Sky were underwhelming. They weren't bad and they weren't great - they were just good. I guess that means they were just whelming, then. To say that makes me sad, but I wasn't really expecting them to be mindblowing or better live than on CD. But I suppose that's the trouble with purely instrumental music - it doesn't leave too ( Read more... )

Pitchfork interview with Jens Lekman. And this, for the uninitiated.

[Incidentally, the photo used in the interview is the same one on Last.fm that I've been staring at for the past night. My profile is here, by the way, just in case you want to add me or look at my crazy listening habits.]

It's a strange time in Jens Lekman's life. The 26-year- ( Read more... )

So! I have spent the last couple of days switching backwards and forwards from apathetic torpors to states of catatonia. In one of the transitory periods from one state to another, I somehow managed to (hand)write four pages of notes for my political science essay. Strange. But what makes this even stranger is that I did so in about ten minutes ( ( Read more... )