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A portmanteau. A treasure trove. A time capsule. A poetry book. A diary. A photo album. Memories. Dreams. Wishes. Hopes. An open letter to an unsuspecting public. An intimate confession to close friends. A declaration of intent. A whisper of love. A personal record. An experiment in introspection. A performance space. A political rant. A wild yawp. Why do any of us publish our words and images online? Come, dream with me.Thesis update: wordcount 15,000 or so including ramble
Saw supervisor. Supervisor says if I fill in the gaps I’ve noted as it stands, this thing is worth a distinction. However, if I fill in the gaps *and* fix up the mess up the front where I’ve failed to clearly state a research question and instead have rambled on for…
Great stuff
Gotta love Neil Gaiman’s blog (officialgaiman). From this BBC article. Dr Knapman said there was not enough evidence to rule in or out suicide, murder or a sexual act gone wrong. Mr Lancelyn Green was found in his bed, surrounded by cuddly toys and a bottle, after a…
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And that serious note…
Was flippant too soon. Read this article by Pamela Bone about the treatment of women in Pakistan. I don’t agree with her conclusion that “America is not the enemy” but I certainly agree that too great a focus on the US means that international protesters are left…
Language, ladies!
Silly minor gripe for the morning. Female should be the adjective and woman the noun. So I don’t want to see “women contenders” in an Age article about candidates for the Family Law Court. Nor do I want to hear “It was because she was a female.” I know, I know. There…
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Procrastinating…
I added a page to my photo albums. It’s of the Holocaust Memorial in Sydney that I wrote the plaque for in 1996. I’ll get back to the thesis now…
Work coming out of my ears
Today is the first day of my new two-day-a-week research assistant job (short term contract for three months or so). That means I’m now teaching at Melbourne Uni on Mondays, spending Tuesday and Wednesday on my thesis, Thursday and Friday as an RA at RMIT and spending…
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Word count: 14,950 (includes margin text)
Have cut up the thesis, pasted it back together, pasted in bits and quotes from all over the place, it’s all a bit crazy… But the word count is encouraging, even if it does include stuff I can’t really count, like notes to myself to rewrite sections… At this…
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Sock it to me, baby
While I was away, the delightful Jezebel got herself a skin infection of some kind. The vet says she’s never seen anything quite like it and nothing’s showing up under the microscope. I’ve got two weeks’ worth of antibiotics to give her and I need to get her something…
The yoof of today
Lath-daddy promises more bling-bling for the yoof of Australia come election time, interestingly contrasted to this story by Simon Castles on what the yoof of Australia really need.
Pleasant exhaustion
Another “what I did on my holidays” post. I’ve had quite a week. During the days, I’ve been working on my thesis and marking student assignments. During the evenings, I’ve been swanning around with a dashing young barrister. Lots of fun. Friday night I caught up with…
Musing…
One of the (unedited) musings I discussed in the last post: A rewritten Jewish practice is only possible, ironically, with an immersion and understanding of traditional Jewish practice, which excludes so many of us who feel unwanted or unnecessary as women and queers.…
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Phoenix Emberstone
passionate political poet
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