Today sucked - our phone line is playing up again and I either have intermittent or nada internet. Pain in the ass, as reading Baudrillard or McLuhan pdf files online requires me To. Be. On. Line. If I printed the lot off, I would've sacrificed a chunk of the Amazon rain forrest. Talking of Amazon, I have had to order said books from said warehouse, so I can quote chapter and verse without TalkTalk pulling the plug.
Saying than, I have typed 1,000 words today - because of the cockups, I stopped writing one assignment and started on the Anna Barbauld one. Still feel like there has been little progress.
Saying than, I have typed 1,000 words today - because of the cockups, I stopped writing one assignment and started on the Anna Barbauld one. Still feel like there has been little progress.
