Monday, 7 March 1994 Dear S, Hi, it’s a Monday and I have the feeling it’s going to be a long one. I’m flying solo today, as Simon has apparently taken ill over the weekend and won’t be joining me for today’s festivities. Exactly what those festivities entail, I’m not too sure. In this zany, nutty, el whacko funhouse, who can tell? Yes, today, I … Continue reading Being too satisfied seems to be a creative restraint.
Tuesday, 1 March 1994 Dear S, I know I wrote only yesterday, but I need a holiday from work and I just can’t seem to wrap my head around the tasks at hand, so I thought I’d just start another one. Actually, I’ve got the pre-dentist jitters and I want to take my mind off it. I’m booked in tonight at 6.30, so I’ll be … Continue reading Tonya Harding skates like a lumberjack with undies full of sand.
Monday, 28 February 1994 Dear S, Hi, it’s a sunny day down here and I’m in a surprisingly good mood considering the crappy weekend I’ve had. I feel like I’ve guzzled half a gallon of Buzz saw Blend Ultra-Caffeinated Coffee, but I haven’t touched it at all today. If you could see the murky goo that passes for coffee here I think you’d understand. Well … Continue reading The beer helped me get to know the floor a little better.
Friday, 18 February 1994 Dear S, I just got your letter, thanks so much. I really needed to hear from you, I was beginning to feel like I was committing these letters to “The Void” (wanky as it sounds.) The prospect of all my gibberish being published one day is a bit daunting, but I’d like to see them all together, it would be a bit like … Continue reading Little Brother, our Father is dead to me so I have no problem posting this.
THIS IS ANOTHER ONE OF THE LETTERS/WRITINGS MY BROTHER WROTE FOR ME, BUT I NEVER RECEIVED. IT WAS AMONGST HIS DIARIES AND OTHER DOCUMENTS I FOUND AFTER HIS DEATH, HE HAD WRITTEN “NOT SENT” ON IT. IT IS DATED 16 FEB 1994 . I’ve been thinking about the nature of these letters I’ve been writing to you these last few months, and it’s kind of strange. When I … Continue reading What is stronger, my need for approval or my fear of ridicule?
THIS IS ONE OF MANY LETTERS/WRITINGS MY BROTHER WROTE FOR ME, BUT I NEVER RECEIVED. IT WAS AMONGST HIS DIARIES AND OTHER DOCUMENTS I FOUND AFTER HIS DEATH, HE HAD WRITTEN “NOT SENT” ON IT. IT IS DATED 10 FEB 1994 AND SLOTS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LAST LETTER HE SENT BUT HE DECIDED NOT TO INCLUDE IT, MAYBE HE FELT IT WAS TOO … Continue reading Perhaps I’m simply made up entirely of what people want me to be.
Friday, 4 February 1994 Dear S, Hi, another letter to fill in another afternoon. Spoke to Brett yesterday, he dropped in on his way home from Shiatsu. I don’t know if you’re familiar with it but it’s an ancient form of Japanese massage healing. It’s all to do with meridians that run through the body and how the organs relate with one another and the … Continue reading I have a need to be liked by everyone, and it can be a real drag.
1 Feburary, 1994 Dear S, Hi, another working day stretches endlessly to the horizon and I’m terminally bored. How are you? What have you been doing? Personally, I’ve done bugger all. As a matter of fact I don’t even have enough spare money to do bugger all, I have to do bugger half. I caught the first episode of the new series of Absolutely Fabulous … Continue reading The conscience is a funny thing really isn’t it?
Tuesday, 18 January 1994 Dear S, Just met Mum for lunch at Collins Place. I only had my home made lunch of jam and vegemite sandwiches, so she shouted me a falafel. She told me of your poisoning attempt on Jack’s life. Fiendishly clever Sis! Tell me, I’ve never heard of having to fill a kettle with acid to clean it, why are kettles in … Continue reading I think I’ll just stay home and pull my eyelashes out one by one, it couldn’t be any less painful.
Friday, 14 January 1994 Sis, Just a quick note to accompany this old Cleo of Leah’s I found lying around last night when I was looking for my wallet. Actually, looking at it, I don’t think she’ll let me give it to you – it’s got the pictures of Keanu Reeves….naked! I think she took a day off work when that one came out, wore … Continue reading Jacuzzi’s, Vomit & Haircuts
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