I gave my seminar today to riotous applause. Or more like, not, but actually it went well - words were coming out of my mouth and they not only made sense but they were trying, of their own accord, to make people care about something important. Wow. I might have to put my ‘drunken free association and pointless overanalysing of details’ approach to thesis-writing on hold, if I can ever forgive myself for writing something people liked.

There were no drinks afterward.

Right now I am very hungry. It’s raining. The bogan chick next door has stopped playing Craig David at full volume. And just a second ago I threw a coat hanger at the wardobe-rail and it hanged itself, making me feel like just the coolest person in this gloomy town. Time for tea.

[Oh, and by the way: I was reading this site on bad baby names. Check out the section on unfortunate name combinations: Mike Hock. Heheheheh.]