I’m nursing a cold, keeping my sink shining, reviewing stacks of papers for Hypertext 03, trying to keep enthusiastic about my thesis, trying to finish that cursed chapter about political web games and I feel totally unbloggish. Unmostthingsish, actually. Well not totally, I guess, since I find strange consolation in simply writing this, but I doubt there’ll be much enthusiasm here till I get rid of this cotton wool that’s stuck in my brain.


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