Rhizomorphic

Rhizomorphic is the homepage and lifestream of J. F. Pickard.

A research associate at the University of London, Pickard's work focuses on the intersection of technology, politics, and everyday life.

He also dabbles in freelance journalism, pervasive games, and speculative fiction.
drink up by Chaymation With Si off BASE jumping in the Alps (!), the Granby’s bar staff used the WorldRun announcement as excuse for a “commiseratory” lock-in.  An amazing night with plenty of friendly faces, followed by the worst hangover I’ve had in years. Woke up at half nine, having had maybe five hours of sleep.  Wasn’t really worth making the trip home before work, so legged it over to the college sports centre with Mark and a couple of others, hoping to grab a shower and a change of clothes before anyone noticed our absence. The sports centre was locked.  In the wake of GEAS, and with fresher orientation delayed until the end of the week, it turned out that most people just hadn’t bothered to turn up - prefering to spend the day with family & friends. Today’s underground service is patchy, at best, so I’m stuck in New Cross with the hangover worthy of the impending apocalypse.  Even avoiding the quarantine zone, I don’t think it’ll take much more than an hour to walk back.  Famous last words?  Hmm.drink up by Chaymation With Si off BASE jumping in the Alps (!), the Granby’s bar staff used the WorldRun announcement as excuse for a “commiseratory” lock-in.  An amazing night with plenty of friendly faces, followed by the worst hangover I’ve had in years. Woke up at half nine, having had maybe five hours of sleep.  Wasn’t really worth making the trip home before work, so legged it over to the college sports centre with Mark and a couple of others, hoping to grab a shower and a change of clothes before anyone noticed our absence. The sports centre was locked.  In the wake of GEAS, and with fresher orientation delayed until the end of the week, it turned out that most people just hadn’t bothered to turn up - prefering to spend the day with family & friends. Today’s underground service is patchy, at best, so I’m stuck in New Cross with the hangover worthy of the impending apocalypse.  Even avoiding the quarantine zone, I don’t think it’ll take much more than an hour to walk back.  Famous last words?  Hmm.

drink up by Chaymation

With Si off BASE jumping in the Alps (!), the Granby’s bar staff used the WorldRun announcement as excuse for a “commiseratory” lock-in.  An amazing night with plenty of friendly faces, followed by the worst hangover I’ve had in years.

Woke up at half nine, having had maybe five hours of sleep.  Wasn’t really worth making the trip home before work, so legged it over to the college sports centre with Mark and a couple of others, hoping to grab a shower and a change of clothes before anyone noticed our absence.

The sports centre was locked.  In the wake of GEAS, and with fresher orientation delayed until the end of the week, it turned out that most people just hadn’t bothered to turn up - prefering to spend the day with family & friends.

Today’s underground service is patchy, at best, so I’m stuck in New Cross with the hangover worthy of the impending apocalypse.  Even avoiding the quarantine zone, I don’t think it’ll take much more than an hour to walk back.  Famous last words?  Hmm.

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