I’m Addicted

I profess, I’m addicted to Big Brother. I didn’t mean for this to happen, but after 4 weeks of being indifferent, I am officially hooked. If you have seen the characters in this house, you would be too. I’m sorry.
In other news, I lost my $105 glasses, which had served me well since the dreaded summer of 2001 – including obscuring my eyes during numerous naps in Moshe Kam’s Systems class. I had to buy some new ones, from Next, for £15. I’m still not happy about that, but the new ones are polarised, so at least I won’t go blind. Plastic is never the preferable building material, but for now, they’ll have to do. Maybe one day when I’m rolling in it, I’ll buy some well made ones.
My tablet is on the fritz. Summer is mad. Its the lifelong tendency to be lazy as hell, combined with the urgency of finishing a postgraduate degree and trying to find a job. I can conclude that it’s going to be hectic, if nothing else.




























