An Aside from S In this letter J says that he is typing his 1996 diary and that it is filed in a folder – I have never seen/found this folder which is why there are no diary excerts for 1996. He also writes about protecting and destroying his diary… Sunday, 17 March 1996 Hey Sis, here’s an overdue letter, eh? Sorry to … Continue reading How long is 90 seconds? I’ll tell you.
13 March 1996 To S, It’s hard to believe that it’s been 3 years already. This last year has been the busiest and seen us make lots of changes including the arrival of our Brady. I hope that we can keep moving on throughout this next year too, together we can do anything. I love you very much and look forward to each anniversary … Continue reading Three years. Tick, tick, tick.
Monday, 29 February 1996 Sis, It’s leap year day, last one for eight years apparently. Some glitch in the cosmos, I don’t pretend to understand. Spent the day blanched by the suffocating heat, indulging in office gossip shenanigans. I love the word shenanigans. There it is again, shenanigans, shenanigans. Made castles in Spain with Scottish Lisa in the tea room. I was going to write a … Continue reading And so my great journey across the desert of Coitus Non-Existus continues…
Author: ‘Mum’ Date: 08/02/96 3:17PM Priority: Normal To: ‘S’ Subject: Dear All, It’s raining like you wouldn’t believe today. Tuesday was 15°, Wednesday was 36° and today is 12° and wet, wet, wet. No wonder everyone is coming down ill. Today wasn’t much better at work. The only problem is if I leave, I won’t be able to communicate via email and that will … Continue reading He’s got alcohol in his genes.
Monday, 5 February 1996 11:08 am So Friday I go over to “Klicks” for drinks. I’ve worked out my budget, and I know I really ought to go after two or three beers, because I’ve got this pub crawl thing with Quinn on Saturday night. Quinn used to work here, now he’s in advertising with a four day week and an enormous bloody salary. Anyway, … Continue reading These fellas were wading through the vomit-lake and heaving with jocularity like Vikings. I quickly fled the scene.
From: ‘Mum’ Sent: 1 Feb 1996 3:22PM To: ‘S’ Subject: Thanks for your messages, this is the first opportunity I have had to get into the computer room, it was down for a while and we have been so bloody busy! Got a wedding to go to tomorrow – am having the arvo off. Thank heavens, or I think I might throw a wobbly at … Continue reading I’ve signed the divorce papers.
Tuesday, 31 January 1996 10:38am Hey S, just heard some news that falls somewhat short of what might be described as serendipitous. Do you remember that fuss I worked myself up into over that girl from the Croissant Connection Cafe girl? The name they gave her here at work (everyone here gets a nickname – except me – call me Mr Teflon, nothing sticks) was … Continue reading They call her “Cats Bum”.
Tuesday, 30 January 1996 11:59PM Christ S, people really can’t be trusted with a secret can they? Henry the Brit has just let a cat out of a bag, and into some pretty dangerous hands too, might I add. Explanation: About three editions ago, there was an incredible typo that appeared in “Who the Fuck Cares”. It was a rude word, the rudest word there … Continue reading The absolute MOTHER of all typos.
Thursday, 25 January 1996 12:30PM S, Another day at the mill. Grinding, grinding… Might go straight home from work tonight, I’m short on cash and just not in the party spirit. Leah picked me up from work last night. Went back to her place for an hour or so until traffic died down (Leah hates Flemington Road at rush hour) and then she drove me … Continue reading Everyone was thrilled to see me in a suit, I told them I’d found a corpse.
Don’t know where or when it was taken, just happy I found it. S What’s this all about? I hope. Save Continue reading Look what I found!
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