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Monthly Archives: November 2008
Autoethnography
Don’t you just love it when you come across something that encapsulates so wholly what you’re trying to say, or do? Such as this, from Ruth Behar, who argues that autoethnography is an effort… “to map an intermediate space we … Continue reading
Adventures from the Postgrad Playground
Postgrad Playground. That’s what I’m going to call Curtin university this summer. All the undergrads have left, leaving just the staff and the Suckers for Punishment (or Clever Bastards – whichever way you look at it): postgrads. And I love … Continue reading
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Tagged Curtin, Curtin University, PhD, postgrad playground, postgraduate, summer
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Grum grumble
I’m so hungry. I had a bowl of steel cut oats with banana and 1tsp peanut butter and a coffee at about 5.30am (inspiration courtesy of Eat Live Run). I’ve since been for a run and it’s now four hours … Continue reading
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It begins.
Rhys is an engineer. A large percentage of engineers in WA go and work up on the mines or offshore on a fly in, fly out (FIFO) roster. It’s kind of frustrating when well-meaning but ultimately money-grubbing family members question … Continue reading
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Engagement party outfit sneak-peek
One very, very expensive dress (don’t even ask – it’s worth more than my life) and a hot new pair of shots, though unfortunately you can’t see the height of the heel terribly well. They’re chunky and oh-so comfy and … Continue reading
I’m going to run a half marathon in April and this is what the course looks like:
Pretty much 10.5km upkill, and 10.5km downhill. I might be mad.
Camera lust
Am thinking I will buy myself one of these for Christmas: I’ve been wanting one for aaaages, so why not? They produce beautiful dream-like photos, the result of gaps in the casing that allow light to seep in. The downside … Continue reading
I love poms!
My absolute favourite (edible) thing in the entire universe at the moment is pomegranate. Packed full of all sorts of healthy, nutritious goodies like antioxidants and other kinds of unpronounceable benefits, they contain something that I seem to be craving … Continue reading
