I need to stop making my room look like:

<--And more like.

'I'd like some fresh, clear, well seasoned perspective. Can you suggest a good wine to go with that?' (Anton Ego, Ratatouille)

I like space and light, and what Duncan Mcleod says about the possibilities of playing with these in architecture.

Me and Lucy last night admitted that we thought that we were curing cancer, saving the world, being heros when we did Jailbreak. In my head we looked something like this:

To avoid me looking like I'm on my pedastal, most of the time we looked like this:

Editting, schmeditting...

I'm learning the hard way that funny metaphors that include gnats and oranges, whilst seem HILARIOUS when you first write them, ain't so sharp 2 days later when the editor - head gets screwed onto the ol' shoulders.

I remember in my first blog posts where I was so anxious about content, seeming poetical, punctuation, and now I think I'm on the level of verbal diahoeria that needs to be referred to the doctor.

Went to Brighton at the weekend to see my lovely friend Jessie, who is total babe of the millenia plus brainbox 2012. She's on her soapbox about feminism and has been growing her 'pit hair. Against all odds, she doesn't smell like a sweaty betty. I wish my lack of leg shaving was down to some political message, but its more to do with a lack of razors. I'm not sure this has the same level of gravitas.

I'm at the end of exams - place where I start doing about 7 things a day, and not finishing any of them. Currently on the list its :
Getting boxes to put my stuff in so I can move out.
Write this article for the uni paper.
Pack.
Write proposal for Livewire Unsigned 2012.
SORT OUT LIFE (more of a lifelong project, so not going to give myself too much yap for not finishing this one...)
Get job secured.

Feel really knotty about the summer. Need and want to save lots of dollar, so in my 2nd and 3rd year summers (where I'll really NEED the break) I can do lots of exciting travel things that are totally sensational and amazing. But just being on the Norwich - Brighton train made me miss travelling SO much.

I'd really love to be in Scooby Doo's Mystery Machine right now, off on an adventure.

O Eagleton, you hoot.

'We call false teeth realistic, but not the Foreign Office'

Words are certainly as real as pineapples, but this is precisely the reason they cannot be pineapples.'

'Cucumber sandwiches are no less ontologically solid than pie and beans'

Who doesn't want to be a Literature student eh?

(apart from all of the people who are GENUINELY saving lives and won't end up working in McDonalds.....)

Source: http://www.lrb.co.uk/v25/n20/terry-eagleton/pork-chops-and-pineapples