When you’re a kid you always know what you want for your birthday.

—–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.

Men with jowls don’t dance. 

Friday, 10 May 1996  8:35am It’s a New Age for J, Sis.  I had a bit of a revelation last night.  I was shaving after a bath to soothe away the rigours of the day, and I noticed something in my face I’d never spied before.  I’m getting jowls.  I’ve put on weight, and I’m getting jowls.  They’re embryonic jowls to be sure, but the … Continue reading Men with jowls don’t dance. 

I’m getting less flexible as I get older, and I’m not talking about hamstrings.

Friday, 29 September 1995  1:44pm Hey Sis, My neighbours kept me awake ’til all hours last night, arguing and cussing.  It wouldn’t have kept me so late if the dividing wall wasn’t so cold against my cheek (tee hee)  The girl won, it was her house, so she could throw him out. Lordy me there was lots of swearing “Get the fuck out you cunt! … Continue reading I’m getting less flexible as I get older, and I’m not talking about hamstrings.