![]() What sort of diary should I like mine to be? ... I should like it to resemble some deep old desk, or capacious hold-all, in which one flings a mass of odds and ends without looking them through. - Virginia Woolf, diary, 20 April 1919 |
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Current Mood:
The Deep Old Desk:
2007
2006
2005
2004
The Bedside Table Mass:
number9dream - David Mitchell
Empires of the Word - Nicholas Ostler The Ottoman Centuries - Lord Kinross Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell - Susanna Clarke A Winter in Arabia - Freya Stark And whatever came out of The Bookbag I'm a Literature Abuser Feed my addiction: *Amazon Wish List* ![]() Further Flingings:
Meanwhile:
After The Wave
As Above Brain Flotsam Deep Thoughts... if you must MissMeliss Néablog Samuel Pepy's Diary A Wallaby Abroad What was it I was doing again? Why should I listen to you? Mornington Crescent:
MU*s:
Niftiness:
Sluggy Freelance
Web of Lies Magnetic Poetry Orisinal Recipes Rough Guides Arthritis Research LUPUS UK News&Views:
Radio Praha Prague Post MF Dnes Rzeczpospolita Süddeutsche Zeitung Turkish Daily News newsturkey.com The Guardian GuardianWeekly Older Deeper Desks
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Thursday, February 22, 2007
Ian has about a year and a half's worth of leave, from what I can make out, so he is busy having lots of time off. I am just having continual time off, except I am not really - I have put in my initial application for the PhD, crossed all appendages, and am now trying to work myself up to write the funding application which is far, far scarier. In fact I went to a meeting at the Institute today which only managed to change my mood from confused and scared to bewildered and petrified. Ah, the joy! I got chatting to a French girl there so we took ourselves off for lunch down at the Mary Ward afterwards, and altogether it was quite exhausting. Thursday, February 01, 2007 I have Karvol!
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