1 year ago

17 December, 2016

The Cellar Theatre

Organised by:
Sydney University Dramatic Society (SUDS)

Every happy moment in my life since first year philosophy has been tainted, a little, sometimes a lot, by this niggling, incessant odd little fucker of a thought that we're all heading to our graves every minute of the day.
This thought is getting some flavour as I learn more about climate change. Even the ground is dying. Neat.
I’m trying to cope. I can’t seem to think of much else. It’s always at the back of my mind. This is my mind right: death climate change death my ex death ex sex isn’t as good when youre not in love climate change death he has my favourite pair of underwear recycling would inviting him to the show make him remember what we had and cry death. Woah. Downer!! Hahaha. ha. I’ll add some saucy spice and take some stabs at such beloved institutions as religion, monogamy and Batman. Also i’m trans. That’s a selling point (at usyd).

Join me for an evening of escaping and grieving the void and all it will envelop, presented by me, Shevvi - a person laymen describe as "bubbly.”

Photography and Design by Harriet Jane.

Also on this night: Jacintegrating