Sunday 13 May 2012

So What If Wind Farms Destroy The Countryside

I had an extremely archetypal Sunday. Bus into town with Emma and Al, coffee, errands and negotiating shitey East end buses on a sunday service back to the house of love. In the pishing rain.

It could've been a great Belle and Sebastian super 8-style video.

Anyway. Work is starting to click into place and applying for Sociology honours looks like it's gonna be in light years when and if they ever get our marks back. I'm too late to apply for politics anyway so I just have to sit tight. On a brighter note 4th year offers a "Journalism and Politics" module which hopefully offers a NCTJ qualification as a potential jobline to stranded Sociologists (Hey i may not be able to bake a cake or open a jar, but I sure can compare strains of feminism across historical periods)

Uch, I don't think im aiming for enlightenment or emotional catharsis with this blog anymore. I'm going to adopt a more conventional and partisan routine in future, find a current issue and discuss the hell out of it. It's a shame the world is mostly a boring place.