Arrived back in Adelaide today. Bumpier than usual flight; lucky flying into Welly has conditioned me. Even finished reading through my lit review.
The granny flat is exactly as it appeared in the photos, which is great. looks to have most things I will need, and doesn't take too long to get to the CBD. had a wander around the city, but it was battle against the crowds clamouring for a post-Christmas bargain. unfortunately central markets were closed, but will go tomorrow and pick my coffee.
Was sad to leave Brisbane and Mum & Dad, but it does seem so familiar being back in Adelaide. Hopefully I will settle in quickly, find some routine, and get what needs to be done, done.
My life feels like I'm clinging to the most enormous pendulum at the moment, swinging backwards and forwards, it is so surreal....
Monday, 29 December 2008
Saturday, 27 December 2008
Been reading again
So much has happened since last post haven't trusted myself really to be here. Not that it matters a helluva a lot since according to my SiteMeter, hardly anyone reads this these days ;).
Oppressively humid tonight, feel like the walls are caving in. Finally the Brisbane I remember. Wish it would just stop holding out on me and storm! The last few days have been a bit surreal, definitely been on autopilot at times to get through. Can't believe it's my last full day here tomorrow. Walking around the place on foot the other day, it dawned on me it has been a while since I've had some real proper happy times here. Even looking back to when I was at school and uni, I wasn't really happy. It is Brisbane when I've been through my darkest hours, which isn't fair. It isn't such a bad place, really, just circumstantial. In some ways I can hardly wait to leave, but then feel sad and guilty, because I know I will miss my family.
An hour ago I finished reading Cornwell's latest, Scarpetta. I was a little reluctant to start this one, since the last book was such a disappointment. It had a potential, but felt like it had been rushed. This one is back to Cornwell's polished best. For me, the science and tech her stories contain have lost their novelty, but it is the relationship I have fallen into with her characters that now draws me. I almost feel like I've grown up with them. It left me feeling sad, that the story had to end there, and wanting to review her previous books to refresh myself with the references she had made. Just like old times when I was addicted to her writing. Now what to read on the plane?! I also finished reading Lady Chatterly's Lover last week, which was nothing too astonishing, more like a Mills & Boon of old, with a bit more reflection on the way people (in particularly men) think. I guess have to remind myself of the book's sensational history, being the first to use so many 4-letter words so candidly. I like the criticism of men's devotion to the Bitch-Goddess Success. In some ways, not a lot has changed.
If I didn't mention before I also recently read Raising the Dead by Philip Finch, a fantastic recount of David Shaw's infamous fatal cave dive in Bushman's. My first biographic-type non fiction, and it was good introduction, I should look up more of Finch's.
I guess I'm reading again, after so long, to escape reality. Not such a bad thing if it gets me through. I saw Winton's got a new book out, so I might hit the library when I'm in Adelaide and look it up.
Such a long post, I think Cornwell inspires me to write, a pity she can't inspire me to write my thesis!
Oppressively humid tonight, feel like the walls are caving in. Finally the Brisbane I remember. Wish it would just stop holding out on me and storm! The last few days have been a bit surreal, definitely been on autopilot at times to get through. Can't believe it's my last full day here tomorrow. Walking around the place on foot the other day, it dawned on me it has been a while since I've had some real proper happy times here. Even looking back to when I was at school and uni, I wasn't really happy. It is Brisbane when I've been through my darkest hours, which isn't fair. It isn't such a bad place, really, just circumstantial. In some ways I can hardly wait to leave, but then feel sad and guilty, because I know I will miss my family.
An hour ago I finished reading Cornwell's latest, Scarpetta. I was a little reluctant to start this one, since the last book was such a disappointment. It had a potential, but felt like it had been rushed. This one is back to Cornwell's polished best. For me, the science and tech her stories contain have lost their novelty, but it is the relationship I have fallen into with her characters that now draws me. I almost feel like I've grown up with them. It left me feeling sad, that the story had to end there, and wanting to review her previous books to refresh myself with the references she had made. Just like old times when I was addicted to her writing. Now what to read on the plane?! I also finished reading Lady Chatterly's Lover last week, which was nothing too astonishing, more like a Mills & Boon of old, with a bit more reflection on the way people (in particularly men) think. I guess have to remind myself of the book's sensational history, being the first to use so many 4-letter words so candidly. I like the criticism of men's devotion to the Bitch-Goddess Success. In some ways, not a lot has changed.
If I didn't mention before I also recently read Raising the Dead by Philip Finch, a fantastic recount of David Shaw's infamous fatal cave dive in Bushman's. My first biographic-type non fiction, and it was good introduction, I should look up more of Finch's.
I guess I'm reading again, after so long, to escape reality. Not such a bad thing if it gets me through. I saw Winton's got a new book out, so I might hit the library when I'm in Adelaide and look it up.
Such a long post, I think Cornwell inspires me to write, a pity she can't inspire me to write my thesis!
Tuesday, 16 December 2008
Monday, 8 December 2008
Wednesday, 3 December 2008
Chapter 3: Discussion
Found some journal articles last night that will round off the discussion in Chapter 3 just nicely. Yay! Unfortunately 2 of them are in Japanese. Eigo ga dekimasu ka?!
Tuesday, 2 December 2008
going away and coming back
Still feeling the residual effects of Sunday, but slowly, oh-so-slowly bring myself back up to speed. Sold my car last night, reality is really starting to sink in, all seems so final even though I'm coming back. yes I do love Adelaide and it will be awesome to visit again. Coopers and Farmers Union and Central Markets and AUSC and beach volleyball and cheap coffee and schnitties and BDO and dry heat and red wine and the romance of being a poor student at uni again. Not to mention the friends I'm looking forward to seeing. but I still have a knot about leaving Wellington, now that I finally feel like I am finding my feet here - I hope it doesn't forget me while I am away!
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