Wednesday, 26 July 1995 9:11am Howdy S, Another day. Woke up late, no time to make my lunch. Crept into my clothes, sleep unfurling smokily from my back as the tram sped me down Flemington Road. And now here I am again, at this desk, blank as a soldier. What difference does any of it make anyhow? We’re all of us just big old sacks … Continue reading If everything is pointless, why not do anything, absolutely anything?
Tuesday, 18 July 1995 9:11am Hi Sis, I spoke to Leah on the phone last night and conveyed my growing enthusiasm for this Chloe “thing”. She’s going to snoop for me later on in the week. Last night she was more concerned with locating the luggage that Australian Airlines kindly lost for her. They think it’s in Sydney. She also told me that she thinks … Continue reading In homage to the great Victor Frankenstein I’m going to make me a chocolate woman with Maltesers for eyes.
J’s Diary Entry Monday, 17 July 1995 Had an odd sort of day, full of ups and downs. I woke early and got to Collins Place at 8:30am, so I had time to leisurely drink my cappuccino and read the Herald-Sun. Was in a good mood, working solidly until Caitlin came in and enlightened Simon and I with the news that all Company Secretaries of … Continue reading I have succumbed entirely to this remote-activated romance. What can I say? I want to be loved.
Friday 14 July 1995 9:22am Howdy Sis, It’s Friday, and it’s warm, and I have a nice bouncy song from the radio reverberating around my echo-chamber skull. I’m in a good mood. Watched barely any TV last night, spent all of it on the couch reading a book on Japan that I borrowed from the library. It gives a broad outline of the religions (their … Continue reading I just don’t have the disciplinary wherewith-all to drag myself from my sluggish, sedentary, couch-hogging, remote-control-fondling torpor.
J’s Diary Entry Thursday, 13 July, 1995 I caught the Broadmeadows train home tonight and alighted at Moonee Ponds. I went to the Library and borrowed a book on Japan. Chloe was there a few weeks ago (Japan, not the library), so I figured I’d read up on it so as to have something to talk about in case of an emergency. I shocked myself; … Continue reading Word of the day; Dilettante.
Today is your anniversary. It’s 4383 days since you left. I will play this song over and over today oh so loudly. Your favourite band. I will dance wildly. I will cry and I will laugh, I will remember and I will love you even more. Oh how I miss you sweet man. Come back, come back Don’t walk away Come back, … Continue reading An Aside from S
J’s Diary Entry Tuesday, 9 May 1995 “For those who live neither with religious consolations about death nor with a sense of death (or of anything else) as natural, death is the obscene mystery, the ultimate affront, the thing that cannot be controlled. It can only be denied. A large part of the popularity and persuasiveness of psychology comes from its being a sublimated spiritualism: … Continue reading Psychology is not the be-all and end-all.
Thursday, 2 March 1995, 9:50AM S, Hi. It’s late in the week to be starting a new letter, but it’s been an uneventful week. Not much to speak of really. I’ve been trapped into going to one of Brett’s gigs tomorrow night, which is not something I look forward to, being surrounded by headbangers, trying not to get too pissed, ‘cos if you get too … Continue reading I’m an adult, and adults get their own way, that was one of the first lessons of our childhood.
September 1992 Card made by J for my birthday in September 1992. Continue reading NSFW Handmade Birthday Card – Eat your heart out Hallmark
Thurs 2 Apr 1992 – First met Leah Sat 2 May – 1 month with Leah. Celebrations with too much chocolate and vodka. Tue 2 June – 2 months with Leah. Hopelessly in love. Thur 2 July – 3 months with Leah. I gave her candelabra – still hopeless. Sun 2 Aug – 4 months with Leah. She gave me a Nephilim poster – YEAH!! Found a picture of J’s … Continue reading J finds love.
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