J’s Diary Entry 27 January 2003 Joel is back in Melbourne! But sadly not for long. He’s only down for a week or two. He’s doing a Bachelor of Fine Arts at Sydney University and he’s just down here to tie up loose ends (sell his furniture and and so on) and visit people. I quite missed him, didn’t realise it until I saw him … Continue reading I’m fostering a new bluntness, it seems to be working quite well.
J’s Diary Entry 14 January 2003 Aw JEZUZ, back at work, wot hell! Went over to McKenzie’s for dinner on Monday night and made an ass of myself in front of Crazy Kel’s extremely attractive gay brother. I didn’t even realise he was gay, so I was my usual simpering, idiot self, telling unflattering stories and I wasn’t even drinking. Being back at work … Continue reading It sucks being a desk jockey with no real skills.
J’s Diary Entry 11 January 2003 I rode to Leah’s in 15 minutes! I am a FUCKING athlete is wot I am, mate. I must get around and see Leah more often, she’s such good value. It’ll be damn weird if/when she has a kid/kids. I think even Jade is canvassing motherhood as an option! Where will I live? I don’t think I could share … Continue reading Wish I knew Shakespeare, this seems to be the right moment for a quote.
J’s Diary Entry 9 January 2003 9.30am – I just realised something about all my New Year’s Resolutions – I’m in one of my disciplined phases. I’m eating well, exercising, concerned about work, being sociable, active. This always make it easier to stick to things, but… what about when it’s over? What will I do when the ennui comes back, with it’s sidekick, Lazybones? How … Continue reading How typical of me to be looking for maggots in the banquet.
J’s Diary Entry 8 January 2003 Spent a leisurely morning reading my Nicola Barker novel in the lounge room until The Turkey showed up and I was forced out the door, on the run from his banal anecdotes and body stench (I swear he has shit in his pants today). Went in search of fabric for a wall hanging I want to make. Tried all … Continue reading I bought a lottery ticket today – always a reliable barometer of personal despair and desperation.
J’s Diary Entry 7 January 2003 Well, after last night’s contretemps with “The Turkey” I sure wasn’t hanging around to chat. I fled the house at 9.00am. Sat in the shade in Treasury Gardens and read my Micky Spillane novel (it’s crap) and gave some creepy chatty old guy the cold shoulder. Saw “Mainly Martha” at the Kino Cinema which reignited my enthusiasm to learn German … Continue reading She was quite attractive except for two missing teeth.
18 August 2012 – An Aside from S Dear Little Man, Nearly 15 years ago we welcomed you into our lives, just after the girls Grandmother took her life. You diverted our attention, helped us laugh, kept us busy. My beautiful girls were 3 and 7, tiny, inquisitive, full of wonder like you, with tiny legs and always looking for food, like you. You … Continue reading How not to worm your kids.