J’s Diary Entry Friday 3 January 2003 Another early escape from Ian. I rode my bike to Leah’s around 11:00am and ran into Monica while I was on Johnston St or was it Nicholson St? while she was driving her work van with Birkenstock all over it. We made vague plans to meet up while we waited for the lights to change. Got to Leah’s … Continue reading I ordered a steak sandwich that turned out to be as big as my head!
J’s Diary Entry 2 Jan 2003 Spent the day in not very grown up fashion, skulking around the city on the run from Ian The Turkey. He’s been exhibiting signs of aggression since our New Year’s Eve party after Jade and I ran beserkly around the house, drunk as sailors, proclaiming our loathing of him at the tops of our lungs. Then I snubbed him … Continue reading I think I’ve sacrificed enough of my life to booze, I’ve explored all it has to offer and it’s time to move on.
From: S Sent: 29 November 2002 9:18AM To: J Subject: Where art thou? Hello, my little bruv, well you have come out from under your rock then! I’m going to say it, Happy Birthday, Happy Bloody Birthday to you. Ok have been trying to sort out your CD radio clock thingy but it has to come from New South Wales, is there anywhere in … Continue reading Where art thou?
From: J Sent: 19 November 2002 10:44PM To: S Subject: Starting to feel the poison of remorse in my heart. Hey Sis — got the Spy Ear thingy this morning and can’t stop rubbing my thighs together with GLEE! (It makes a sound at a frequency that only other homos can hear — is the Sissy Song of Joy.) Now I have to wait until lunchtime … Continue reading Starting to feel the poison of remorse in my heart.
From: J Sent: 13 November 2002 11:05PM To: S Subject: Relativism and the oeuvre of Michael Jackson Is that REALLY your dentist photo? Sweet Jesus! Ma told me you’d had a whizzy tooth out but by the balls of Beelzebub what have they DONE to you? Mind you, it’s a nice theme we’ve got going here – Brady with the two front teeth, you with the … Continue reading A scuttlebutt in hotpants.
—–Original Message—– From: J Sent: 08 November 2002 6:04 AM To: S Subject: Oooh! You know what I REALLY do want? This thing called a “Spy Ear”. It’s this tiny little thing that looks like a radio but it’s an amplifier and you can listen in on people 30 feet away. They’re cheap, and they’re all over the web but I can’t find anyone to … Continue reading A turkey wears ear plugs?
—–0riginal Message—– From: S Sent: Tuesday, November 05, 2002 8:37PM To: J Subject: I promise not to make a fuss for your birthday, no calls, etc. but I really would like to get you something, I love my Hermes scarf and want you to have something that you can say I bought you for your 30th. Now don’t refuse again and tell me what you … Continue reading When you’re a kid you always know what you want for your birthday.