Drunk, drunk, bored, sleepy, exhausted and drunk.
Wondering how the hell I'm supposed to (a) work and (b) be pleasant and welcoming to first years tomorrow when I doubt I'm going to wake up until 4pm on Monday.
I am Dee, watch me yawn.
Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
Wondering how the hell I'm supposed to (a) work and (b) be pleasant and welcoming to first years tomorrow when I doubt I'm going to wake up until 4pm on Monday.
I am Dee, watch me yawn.
Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)
guts and garters
It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.
Saturday, February 23, 2002
Wondering how the hell I'm supposed to (a) work and (b) be pleasant and welcoming to first years tomorrow when I doubt I'm going to wake up until 4pm on Monday.
I am Dee, watch me yawn.
GIRL
Diana Evans
called Dee
since May 25th, 1980
terrorising inner-city Melbourne
consuming flat whites
producing words, hers and other people's
contact dee [at] viscerate [dot] com
SITE
viscerate.com
consisting of personal reflections
photography by Amy Q
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