From S Date: 03 October 2002 02:59 To: J Subject: Final proof the world has gone mad Have a look at this madness J. http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/england/2294847.stm How are you my darling. I love your emails. My God you certainly have ‘come out’ haven’t you. I can’t believe how hard it must have been for you not living how you wanted to or if you were, trying … Continue reading Toasters & Gay Greek Farmers
From: J Date: 30 September 2002 01:36 To: S Subject: Ooh Lawdy, here we go! Hey Sis. How are you? Well, bugger you, let’s talk about me and all my lovers! First lemme tell you about my midnight ATTACK (that might be overstating things just a tad) on Church Street at the hands of the Homely Homo, a former work colleague of mine. He’s 39, … Continue reading I kept my lips and teeth clenched together like a terrified clam.
From: J Date: 16 September 2002 12:44 To: S Subject: a big smooch…It will be a complete disaster Hey Sis. How are you? What are you doing? Me, I’ve been busy as hell. Paige’s back in town, so I spent Friday lunch with her, then we met up for dinner with Kacey who’s also in town only for a week (she’s been in London for … Continue reading It’s “self esteem” night at my support group. FFS!
From: S Date: Friday, September 06, 2002 09:00 To: J Subject: Oh J, Life just doesn’t get any more fucked up than this. Barry’s mother killed herself on Tuesday morning. It’s all so strange, I’m struggling to understand any of it. The phone rang just after 3am, phone is on Barry’s side of the bed, he answered it, groggy and said “Hello, Oh, Yes, I understand. Yes, ok.” and … Continue reading Try explaining suicide to children.
From: S Date: 30 August 2002 01:18PM To: S Subject: Re: I thought I would faint… Hello Babe, You’re pulling my chain right? Gay support group? You’ve never struck me as the sort that would join a support group, you always seem so self sufficient even if it was due to self denial. Nothing new to report, life dull, diazepam great. love you S From: … Continue reading What sort of gay man am I?
From: J Date: 29 August 2002 12:10AM To: S Subject: I thought I would faint… Hey, spoke to Ma. You know, she seems to have a very different view of your time together – for her it was all kisses and hugs and sunshine and lollipops and rainbows and puppies in the meadow. It’s damn weird hearing both sides of it, a little bit schizo. … Continue reading It’s nothing like Fight Club!
From: S Date: 21 August 2002 08:51 To: J Subject: Ok time to start thinking about the big three ‘0’ Oh little brother of mine. Thought I would go all out and get you something nice, and yes by nice I mean – well, something nice. Thought you might like a computer at home or laptop or something instead. Tell me what you’d like. Love, your … Continue reading “Boy! Boy! Another pina colada over here!”
From: J Date: 19 August 2002 11:47 To: S Subject: Now what do I do here. Sorry, I got cut off yesterday. So I’ll keep blathering on about myself. My job is going great. I’ve got the backlog down to a week and hope to get it back to 3 days by next week and I’m gradually finding my way around Toorak for lunch breaks. … Continue reading I am a capitalist stooge.
From: S Date: 20 August 2002 05:30 To: J Subject: J I didn’t give Mum the letter I was just too too scared, really I am. But I do want to mail it. Oh fuck it, I don’t know what to do. I sent a tentative letter to Aunty Tia asking how she found mum when she was up there recently and I scantily touched on … Continue reading I just don’t believe that the hair in one’s ears should exceed in length the hair on one’s head.
From: S Date: 16 August 2002 11:23 AM To: J Subject: Hi Babe, Mum got off last night all ok. God the guilt I feel, how is it at the age of 33 our parents can still mind fuck me. Mum’s sport it would seem is to mess with my psychological state. I miss her when I don’t see her but am decimated by her … Continue reading But I’m just a cold fish.
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