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Monthly Archives: October 2009
Well, are you?
Seen on the South Perth foreshore on my stress-relief walk yesterday evening. Very poignant. Am I happy? I don’t know what the hell I am. This morning I was so set on my decision; tonight, I’m scared to death again … Continue reading
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I haven’t spent seven years at university to be a receptionist.
I’ve already hit a bump in the road to finding inner happiness *snort*. You see… I’ve spent almost seven years at uni, and I’m qualified to do absolutely jack shit… and that’s a bit problematic. I didn’t spend seven years … Continue reading
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An update on my dilemma
I slept last night on the idea of dropping the PhD, and it seems most likely at this point that I will indeed take a year-long leave of absence from my studies. The more I think about it, the more … Continue reading
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PhD dramas: to change or not to change?
For approximately the four hundredth time since starting my PhD last year, I’m again sitting here thinking that I’m studying the wrong thing. Any normal person would take this as an indication that perhaps they are indeed doing the wrong … Continue reading
Fingers crossed!
A quick post to ask everyone out there who reads this to cross your fingers for Rhys and I… we’ve just sent off a formal request to our landlord to ask for permission to house our forthcoming puppy at our … Continue reading
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Happy Birthday!
Happy happy happy happy happy happy birthday to my lovely friend Carla, who today joins me in old age. Unfortunately, though, Carla is stuck in Buenos Aires today, I believe, as according to urban legend*, she missed her plane home … Continue reading
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My relationship with fitness.
I just joined the gym (again). My relationship with getting fit is a strained one; I’m pretty much ‘all or nothing’ in that respect, and for the past ten months, I’ve been firmly rooted in the ‘nothing’ camp. Last year, … Continue reading
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Puppypants at 2 weeks old
Just a couple of photos I received today of our puppy, who is now 2 weeks old – and huge! Bailey, my sister’s Staffy, was this big when she got him at 6 weeks old. Such a cute, sleepy little … Continue reading
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South America shopping
I didn’t really buy a whole heap of stuff when I was away recently. Truth be told, the most money I spent was on perfumes and Clinique products at the duty free counter. I did buy a few items though … Continue reading
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Ode to Little Red
Shiny packaging Sparkly red Dior Addict #757 I love you. Let’s never break up. PS: Why, at 25 years of age, do I still have skin like a teenager? Hello, spots. Lovely to meet you. PPS: Those red marks on … Continue reading
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