Very odd, this thing called free time…

So, this morn­ing I slept until 11, had a bath, read *fic­tion*, meandered up the road, paid off the lay-by on my new book­shelf, did some vegie shop­ping, had brekky at Garths while read­ing *fic­tion*, came back home just as the book­shelf was being...

Wheeeee!!!!

Thanks to the amaz­ing effi­ciency of RMIT bind­ing people, the thesis has actu­ally been bound and handed in. Since Mel­bourne Uni said they needed 24 hours, I assumed RMIT would too and it would­n’t get handed in until Monday… but no, they did it before my...

OK, now I’m pissed

I don’t give a damn about mar­riage. I do how­ever give a damn about people’s right to love who they want and make fam­il­ies. I also care a lot about the role of media in affect­ing people’s atti­tudes, in pro­mot­ing or redu­cing racism,...