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I hate being unwell. It might be my meglomanic conviction that the world will fall apart without me, or internalised childhood guilt about days off, but mostly I think it is the sheer misery of being overwhelming conscious of embodiment. Now, with my academic hat on, I'd argue for the importance of embodiment: that the mind/body split ...

In the quest to find some way to balance the job-thing and finishing-thesis-thing while maintaining some shreds of sanity (don't laugh!) I've decided that the key is good habits. There is no point in pretending that I can manage to live on sugar and caffiene for the next five months, just writing and not sleeping, and doing well at either of the ...

I blogged a while ago about things I was waiting to hear back on: the news is that my crazy week of application writing paid off! This week I've begun a six-month position as Graduate Education Officer here at UWA and I've also recieved a Whitfield Fellowship - a six-month, 0.5 role - that will begin after the GEO job finishes. In terms of the ...

Gardening, like cooking, helps keep me grounded - quite literally, I suppose, when playing with soil, but also in the general sense of occasional immersion in seasonality, in 'wholesomeness' and 'sustainability' (however much I might also want to interrogate those concepts), in the unexpected graces and losses of the material world. I must ...

I've been heading towards the light (ie, completing various tasks that having been taking over my life) for the last few weeks - hence my virtual silence and in-person whining. I like the 'light' metaphor, not only because it insinuates the semi-comatose state I've been in at times - almost oversleeping the bus stop when going to pick up my car on ...

I just said no to something. A NQDJ contract related something.I feel kind of nauseous. Saying no isn't something I do often, and even having discussed with with one of my supervisors and various other people, it still felt quite scary to say it. Part of this, I think, is that it has to do with students and teaching and as much as we do (and ...

Alternative title: This is where smoking behind the bike shed gets you...  As of yesterday, I'm suspended. Despite the fact the I should be getting really serious about my thesis (with a side order of thesis related hermitage and insanity), I've taken on a temporary part-time admin job for the next 10 weeks. Combined with the NQDJ and some ...

It's Friday afternoon - 5pm - and I'm packing up to go home, going with the business-day schedule even though there isn't the usual drinks to lure me. Rather, I'm off home to catch up with the parentals (and check that their house is still standing in the aftermath of the superstorm I scoffed at yesterday - sorry, Esperance!) But even as I go, ...

Apart from a brief 3.30am insomniac writing session, I haven't worked on the thesis today. Given that I have promised a chapter to my supervisor by the end of this week, this is cause for concern (and possibly for the raging headache I have setting in). However, the majority of the day has been spent on other tasks that need doing, even if they ...