Chapter 1: American Nationalism and 1898, 4988 words.
Chapter 2: Regionalism and 1898, 5878 words.
Chapter 3: The one about national unification, 11,842 words.
I need to edit them once or twice more, then they’re all being emailed off for feedback. Then I need to start on the intro + conclusion, and fix up my horrible footnotes.
I’m slightly ahead of schedule, I’m channeling Germany. The Germans get things done.
The thesis supervisor.
I’m very okay with this.
We’ve decided Monday night movies is going to be a thing.
This week, at my suggestion, we watched the 1994 crime film, ‘The Crow.’ Last week it was ‘The Shining’. Next week, it’s Brendo’s turn to choose.
We do it at my place due to the central location, and get pizzas from Tony down the road.
He feeds me twice a week.
Fridays are pasta night.
Also, Kirsty started an anecdote with; ‘I have a Pom-esque bad date story.’
In my defense, not all of the dates I go on degenerate into me judging someone, then paying for dinner and never seeing them again.
Just most of them.
The thesis continues. I’m about to put the three chapters together, and they’re about 19,000 words. I’m emailing it to my supervisor next week, and I think the drafts are less crappy than they have been in the past.
Anyway, I’m off to play ‘Orcs Must Die 2’ or ‘Age of Empires 2’ or something with Jeremy.
Yesterday evening I received a call from Ben, at around 10:30. I was home from my evening walkies, and he declared that he and Grace were in my neighborhood. Actually, they were on my street. So, they popped by for wine and my charming company.
We discussed German culture and foreign policy, James Bond movies and former Australian Prime Ministers. Everyone seems to have a soft spot for Keating. And Fraser was pretty good, too.
Actually, I really like the Whitlam, Fraser, Hawke trifecta. I think Fraser is the last good PM the Liberal Party produced, and it’s telling that in his twilight years he’s estranged from his old party and appears in ads supporting the Greens.
Mum called this evening, and mentioned that developments in Ukraine are reminiscent of pre-war, late 30s Hitler.
"They should stop Putin like they should have stopped Hitler at Munich."
She was then distracted by dad, something about antiques on eBay.
The person living across from me is evidently a woman.
Annoyingly, I still have see through blinds.
I need to start wearing more than just a towel for that hour period each evening and morning.