I am done, I have finished this blog. I have honoured my brother. I think, I hope he’d be pleased. My brother is gone, our mother has Alzheimer’s, there is no one to confirm all my memories, but there is this – our love and lives on paper. I miss him, I miss receiving his letters. The world is odd without my peculiarly wonderful brother, … Continue reading I’m just gonna leave this here.
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S Journal Entry 25 January 2004 I remember being so surprised that Nana had had a job at one point. And I remember being so proud learning Nana Mc had worked for Myers Department Store for years. I remember her telling me once that Pop had come home from work and asked “How was your day?” she told me she said; “Jack, today I saw … Continue reading I saw a black dog.
J’s Diary Entry 13 April 2003 God, has been ages since I wrote in here. OK, will resort to point form: have been interviewing potential housemates, am in line for a $1,200 bonus from work Jade has quit her job and appears to be on the verge of a depressive breakdown; and got my short story published in Melbourne Times I think that’s all the … Continue reading I think I like being out of debt for a change.
J’s Diary Entry 6 January 2003 After another day, chasing myself around the inner suburbs watching films, I came home, then ran out again (to Bunnings, for more, ever more DIY supplies). I arrived home late-ish. Jade was here, cooking a chicken stir fry. Ian The Turkey was in his room, as always. Jade and I went out after dinner to ‘Grandma Funks’ (UGH! That … Continue reading Shut your mouth you Goddamn rent dodging, rice eating turkey.
J’s Diary Entry 5 January 2003 Slow day, summery lazy. Got up late and was going over to Eli’s new place in Abbotsford when he called to say that he’d stuffed up his shifts and had to be at work. (He’s working at a hospital down in Frankston doing security – he has great stories!) So Jade and I decided to got out anyway and … Continue reading Quelle horreur!
J’s Diary Entry 16 November 2001 Well! What excitement! Dull day at work. Got home with an armful of junk food, five videos and a strong dose of misanthropy. Jade begged me to go out to seek drinks with her but I steadfastly refused. Then Paige asked me to go for a bike ride with her (it was a beautiful evening), again I stuck to … Continue reading Mum’s Cancer = get out of stuff ya don’t wanna do.