Archive for March, 2004

29/03/04

Winter is approaching – so now is a good time to review common respiratory viruses such as common colds, influenza and viral or bacterial meningitis. Fortunately, we are not at risk of having SARS and Avian Flu in NZ. Share on Facebook+1 on Google+Post to TumblrTweet this

29/03/04

Across town the Black Caps will hopefully be taking it to the Proteas to give us our first test series victory over South Africa. Get down to the Basin and support our mighty men in white. Share on Facebook+1 on Google+Post to TumblrTweet this

29/03/04

Feminism has gained a reputation as a dirty word, like panties or paedophilia. And it’s not surprising, considering some of the actions that have been carried out under the feminist flag. Share on Facebook+1 on Google+Post to TumblrTweet this

29/03/04

Brunch needs no introduction. A heavenly meal that graces us on Sunday (usually), curing hangovers and acting as a vehicle for tales of debauchery and sin from the weekend just been. Amen to that. Share on Facebook+1 on Google+Post to TumblrTweet this

29/03/04

Taking umbrage, raised ire, in a fit of pique, going into a rage, seething, wrathful, getting angry, getting (if you work at Salient) sandy – it’s interesting what offends people, and what doesn’t. Share on Facebook+1 on Google+Post to TumblrTweet this

29/03/04

In your Handbook Diary you’ll note that on Wednesdays during term time the words ‘Student Representative Council: 12:50, The Quad’ appear underneath the VUWSA logo. What is this Student Representative Council? And what is this VUWSA? Is this some sort of bizarre cult that gathers in the quad every Wednesday? Or something important that all [...]

29/03/04

Shapeshifter play the goddamn fine music they do, because they wanted to “Fuck off the tutors” at the Jazz School in Christchurch where the initial four of them were studying. If only hitting on a good thing, such as Shapeshifter, was as easy as that in tutorials here. Share on Facebook+1 on Google+Post to TumblrTweet [...]

29/03/04

In times of yore, when people hadn’t yet realised that writing odes was a funny thing to do, many a stirring verse was penned in celebration of the grand halls of the campus. And it’s easy to see why. Share on Facebook+1 on Google+Post to TumblrTweet this

29/03/04

Like The Simpsons and Fawlty Towers, The Office is one of the greatest television programmes in the history of mankind. I don’t watch enough television to authoritatively make such statements, but the populists back me up. Anyone who has ever worked in an office knows the fake-u-mentary set in the Slough branch of Wernham Hogg [...]