As I was reaching for some manuscript paper in music, the extract from a piece by Mozart sliced into the side of my finger, resulting in my exclaiming, “Ow! Paper cut!”. A completely silent lack of empathy resonated around the small lecture theatre from all nearby. So as I transposed from the bass clef to … See the full post
As impossible as it seemed at the start of the week, I managed to get through these few days of workload hell an get everything done (well, if we conveniently forget the tute I skipped earlier this week). The last of it was completed today to be handed in tommorow – an essay comparing two … See the full post
Nicholas is advertising the position of a used-bookstore sales assistant. With the week I’ve only just started to endure, the offer is incredibly tempting. Thankfully, the logistical problems are far too numerous to stop me unenrolling from uni and sending him my resume right now. Maybe it’s just because I’m running on four hours sleep … See the full post
