I can’t wait to hear everyone missed me.

J’s Diary Entry 5 November 2001 Bit of a shopping day today.  Got up late-ish, still a bit sick but trying valiantly to eat my way to wellness.  After watching Springer (“I’m here to fulfil my Secret Lesbian Fantasy”) Jen, Jade and I walked down to Chapel Street and did some window shopping (which I’ve always considered kind of pointless – why tease yourself?) and … Continue reading I can’t wait to hear everyone missed me.

Polaroids and Polar Bears

J’s Diary Entry 1 November 2001 Good day and crappy day.  Got out of bed late, watched some telly, did some chores then into the City for art supplies.  Spent $27 got 2 nice extra fine pens, some chalks, some charcoal.  Then I got a Sketch-A-Graph from Toys R Us.  Came home and burnt an Aphex Twin compilation while I drew some pictures of Mum. … Continue reading Polaroids and Polar Bears

It’s been one of my recurring fantasies to get cancer and die.

J’s Diary Entry 29 October 2017 Just got back from spending the weekend at Mum’s. I was going to go down to Barwon Heads for a few days while Mum was in court for some ex-colleague’s compensation case from when she worked at the school.  I decided not to got to Barwon Heads, the weather’s too crappy.  Mum asked me to come down to Poo … Continue reading It’s been one of my recurring fantasies to get cancer and die.

Word of the day; Elegy.

J’s Diary Entry 15 October 2001 Only threw up once today, though thought about it two other times. Applied for a week’s holiday and started taking Aropax again.  It doesn’t seem to be working too well – still having obsessive thoughts and throwing up.  Ate two Milky Bars at work and liberated them 10 minutes later.  I’ll be thin, but toothless. Jade is in the … Continue reading Word of the day; Elegy.

So Bett Won a Betting Competition.

Tuesday, 3 Mar 1998 Stayed at Mum’s in “Poo Town” last night – trip to the dentist this morning.  Root canal on a pre-molar, upper left quadrant.  Fucking painful.  Even popped a tranquilizer before I left – no bloody effect at all.  Gonna neck half a dozen of the bastards next time. Got into work to be confronted with the galling aspect of Bett being … Continue reading So Bett Won a Betting Competition.

I bought my girl some dried squid – most aromatic if not romantic.

J’s Diary Entry Monday, 9 Feb 1998 Went swimming with Leah after work tonight at Richmond Pool.  Fuck me it was hard work! I thought I was going to die after five minutes.  I managed a paltry six laps and collapsed on the bench in agony.  Leah swam another two.  I think she’s been secretly practising.  I was quite nervous about the change-room thing, but … Continue reading I bought my girl some dried squid – most aromatic if not romantic.