Lying is essential to fit in with society on that all-important superficial level. People really only want lip service.

J’s Diary Entries Saturday, 7 Jan, 1995 Spent the whole day getting this juggling thing down pat. I can do it for about a minute now, though I’m sure my next door neighbour must be sick of the sound of my balls thudding to the floor every minute or so. Moped around the house being annoyed at myself for spending all that money on booze last … Continue reading Lying is essential to fit in with society on that all-important superficial level. People really only want lip service.

The human body just requires too much maintenance.

Wednesday, 4 January 1995 Well, Happy New Year Sis. I hope you had, as the saying goes, a good ‘un. Personally I went to bed at 11:00pm, I’ve never been one for celebrating such occasions. Thanks for the book and juggling balls, I picked them up from the post office today. I’ve since discovered that half the office can juggle with ease, leaving me looking … Continue reading The human body just requires too much maintenance.

1 Jan 1995 – Happy New Year, now where is the vodka.

J kept a diary for most of 1995.  Having read all our correspondence and his diaries in chronological order, 1995 seems like a pivotal year for his thinking and the many changes and choices he makes.   Sun 1 Jan 1995 – Well, well, how exciting! A new diary. I’ve been dying to use it for the last few weeks, last year’s was simply too small … Continue reading 1 Jan 1995 – Happy New Year, now where is the vodka.

The check-out chick really liked a joke I made about Gatorade being bottled sweat. Made me feel good for an hour.

J’s Diary Entries Dec 1994 Tue 27 Dec – Got pissed, watched videos. Wed 28 Dec – Got pissed, watched videos. Thurs 29 Dec – Got pissed, watched videos then went with Brett and Lara to Punter’s Club to see Sam (from our School Days) band play. The band was good but I didn’t feel like chatting to Sam so I pretended not to see … Continue reading The check-out chick really liked a joke I made about Gatorade being bottled sweat. Made me feel good for an hour.

I hired a few videos, bought a bottle of vodka, thus shall I while away the Christmas hours.

Fri 23 Dec 1994 – Work Break-Up Day, I didn’t handle myself terribly well. In my headlong determined rush to have a good time, I drank too much, hoping to set an example for my fellow reticent revelers. Fuck they’re a boring bunch. So young and earnest and mature – controlled. DULL!! At least Caleb liked his present.  I got a “CANDOM” from Quinn. It’s … Continue reading I hired a few videos, bought a bottle of vodka, thus shall I while away the Christmas hours.

J’s Get out of Christmas letter to Grandparents.

December 1994 Dear Nana and Pop, Merry Christmas. Sorry about typing this letter, it seems a little impersonal, but I’m so used to typing at work that my hand writing is almost unreadable these days. I’m sorry I can’t be there with everyone for Christmas, I’ve got this camping trip planned with some friends up near the Murray River.  There’s this festival sort of thing … Continue reading J’s Get out of Christmas letter to Grandparents.

They paved paradise and put up a Safeway Store.

22 Dec 1994 Dear S, Jack and “Shrimp”. The postie has been very busy bringing our mail from far away and thanks very much. First there was the lovely English calendar, we’ll put up on 1st of January. Then the packet of lovely tea and today the very beautiful Xmas card, such a special one and the parcel of pure almond marzipan fruits, goodness me. … Continue reading They paved paradise and put up a Safeway Store.

Clothes shopping with Mum urrggh!

J Diary Entries Tue 20 Dec 1994 – Mum came into work to see me before she flies to Queensland. She’s full of guilt for leaving me alone, which is sweet. She bought me some great presents, one of those 30 Magic Eye poster books, where you have to send yourself cross-eyed before you can make it out. Spent the whole bloody day figuring out … Continue reading Clothes shopping with Mum urrggh!

A Note To My Precious Unborn Grandchild

20 Dec 1994 To My Precious First Grandchild, Yesterday I experienced probably the greatest thrill since your mother and Uncle J were born. How wonderful to be able to see you before you are actually born. To see those little arms and legs and to know that although you’re a product of your Mummy and Daddy, there is a little bit of me in there … Continue reading A Note To My Precious Unborn Grandchild