And that, is that.
2 August 1997 Continue reading And that, is that.
Tag: betrayal
Oh God the depths I’ve sunk to in my mortgaged up mediocre life.
Tuesday, 3 September 1996 Helloooooooooooooooooooo J apoos How are you my darling? I am so lazy I never write to you and now that I am I have nothing to say, I tell you everything when I ring. Heard you had dinner with Dad on Sunday for Father’s Day. Mum told me all about his embarrassing shenanigans at the restaurant, what a hoot. … Continue reading Oh God the depths I’ve sunk to in my mortgaged up mediocre life.
Two affairs – one a little messy, one oh so VERY messy.
Friday, 26 July 1996 2:10pm Hey S, Went and saw Othello with Pippa at the Capitol cinema in Swanston Walk. What a great cinema. I remember it dimly from childhood. I remember the freaky ceiling (all geometric with coloured lights. Sounds tacky, but it’s not). Lawrence Fishburne was better than I had hoped, and Kenneth Brannagh was good too. One of the cast members was the … Continue reading Two affairs – one a little messy, one oh so VERY messy.
It’s a curly one, isn’t it?
Tuesday, 30 April 1996 8:50am Oh God, This time it’s for real Sis. I have to decide on a career. I’m going to be twenty-fucking-four in a few months, and I’m still bumbling along in this job I stumbled into. This job which is going to lead nowhere. What brought on this fit of fear I hear you ask? I went over and visited Leah … Continue reading It’s a curly one, isn’t it?
1 Jan 1995 – Happy New Year, now where is the vodka.
J kept a diary for most of 1995. Having read all our correspondence and his diaries in chronological order, 1995 seems like a pivotal year for his thinking and the many changes and choices he makes. Sun 1 Jan 1995 – Well, well, how exciting! A new diary. I’ve been dying to use it for the last few weeks, last year’s was simply too small … Continue reading 1 Jan 1995 – Happy New Year, now where is the vodka.
