interlude

this morning J and i gave a paper to the arts organisation we've been working with. i was unprepared and planned what i'd say on the train trip over. i surprised myself by having a lot to say and saying it with ease.

this afternoon i taught 28 first year undergrads. week one. we talked about discourse. but mostly we talked about our favourite films, tv, books etc, and i encouraged them to argue with each other. they're pretty feisty, so it worked. now we have a semester's worth of material and in-jokes to draw upon.

now i'm lying in bed. resting, napping, recharging.

later i'll have a drink with that guy from bondi. when he mentioned that he rides a motorbike i felt something stir inside me. i forgot myself and became michelle pfeiffer's character in grease 2.

next week we'll be tearing down the highway, 100 mph, leaving this goddamn city that strips your bones from your back. we gotta get out while we're young...