Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day. Just pointing that out for those of you who have failed to notice all of the seasonal gift cards, the gaudy flower displays out on the streets and Woolworths’ oh-so-subtle chocolate box specials. Yes, this is the part where I go on my obligatory bitter rant about this Hallmark holiday and how it exploits human emotions and desires to sell mass-produced...
We never get back our youth. The pulse of joy that beats in us at twenty...– Oscar Wilde, “The Picture of Dorian Gray”
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Faith in humanity: restored.
Fact: the last couple of weeks have been absolutely appalling. I suppose you could term the slump as ”post-Big-Day-Out blues”. After all, life does seem a tad mundane when you’re no longer jumping up and down inches away from your favourite band, drenched in the downpour of rain and the sweat of your fellow moshpit inhabitants. It was more than that though. After several weeks...
Back in Brisbane, sitting in the State Library, trying to write this awful essay about prison privatisation, but being distracted by Kanye beats and various social networking sites. I am already missing Townsville, or, more accurately, the good times I had there over the past weeks - the countless jaffles, watching cricket from the couch, the cheeky drinks, the days of dining, the afternoons of...