Smashing through the final tasks for my writing short fiction subject... now I just need to write the damn story and exegesis. If I can get the bulk of it done by tomorrow afternoon, I can watch Eurovision instead of just following it vicariously through the tweets of all my friends.

ABC (America) cancelled Agent Carter, DAMN THEM.

First they killed her off in Captain America: Civil War without telling us who she married and then they don't renew the show, so we'll never find out whether it IS actually Sousa.

Grrrr. Still, as Peggy says:

Screw you, ABC.

Damn but my new acupuncturist is good... I was in there for well over an hour - cupping, moxibustion, needles... the works! And all for the price of a standard consult.

It's totally weirding me out seeing Axle Whitehead play an inhuman on Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. A bogan, Aussie, beer-drinking, inhuman. I mean, I'm pretty sure Hellfire wasn't actually a bogan Aussie, but whatevs.

My weird-outedness is tempered however, by seeing the delightful John Hannah playing a nutty scientist. DELIGHTFUL.

When you disagree with colleagues about which shows to program and they insist on having their way despite the show being dreadful...

Why is it that Mondays always kill me and I collapse in bed exhausted by 9pm, despite having a mountain of study to do?

So we're off to the polls again on 2 July.

As much as I hate the LNP, Labor and the Greens aren't inspiring me much. As for Turnbull vs Shorten, it's a case of 'Fifty Shades of Middle-Aged, Straight, White Men'. Awful. The pair of them.