It has been eight years since I attended my first Fresher’s Fair and, it has to be said, I did not really expect when I did so to still be in attendance eight years later. I have mixed feelings about them to be honest. When I came back from Japan I wasn’t really expecting to … Read More

Ok, the emo self-loathing rant is on hold for a bit. I’ve been invited for an interview at Blackpool and Fylde College on the 23rd. Lexy – can I borrow Dominic?

I could survive for 60 seconds chained to a bunk bed with a velociraptor

This morning told me the day wasn’t going to be a cheery one, a friend of mine just rang to tell me that he and his wife were separating. They’ve been together seven years. Another friend of mine was telling me about the ongoing saga of his and his girlfriend’s health problems, which are just … Read More

I occaisionally forget that the Jellicle Cat is just a disguised Theatre Studies student. Not so last night! He took me down to the Dukes to watch The Accidental Death of an Anarchist, a play written in the fifties about Italian state corruption. Apparently it’s the sort of play that everyone adapts and gets translated … Read More

So much for another couple of weeks, I finish on Thursday this week. If you look through eyes that are down then everything seems a bit pants. I had half a mind a while ago to have a coctail party for New Years. I’m still sort of planning on it – a relaxed sort of … Read More

Feeling mouldy for no real good reason. I suspect it’s because I’ll be out of work in a couple of weeks. Had some ideas for goals earlier but right now just want to crawl away somewhere and be miserable at people.

Well I had a good weekend. Made a couple of decisions and went to some rather good lectures. Well, they were good, it was entirely down to my having a long week and their being in an airless room that I dozed through them… So I got to drive down to London, which was a … Read More

I try my hardest not to have expectations of people but I admit to being surprised by my workmates musical choices. The six foot odd rugby player who boasts frequently of very, very rugby-esque feats (of the sort that would have certain of my friends claiming over-compensation for latent homoeroticism), is into easy listening and … Read More

I’ve been kind, it’s behind the cut.