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.
Wednesday, 3 July 1996 12:20pm Started proofing my book today, but the power went off and there was nothing else we could do without a terminal, so Simon spread the proof around. I was listening to my CD player (some circuits were still running) and I had on that compilation CD you gave me for Christmas. I was listening to Common People by Pulp and … Continue reading Common People, Sateen Sheets and Tattoos.
Wednesday, 29 March, 1995, 8:37am Howdy S, Did you take notice of the date and time, specifically the time, of this letter. That’s right, I’m in early. We just went off daylight savings, so it’s not really that great a sacrifice. It does fill me with self-righteousness though, gives me a warm fuzzy feeling of moral superiority over my fellow works. “Who, me? Oh yes, … Continue reading I like to think of myself as a sensory deprivation cosmonaut.
