I’m fostering a new bluntness, it seems to be working quite well.

J’s Diary Entry 27 January 2003 Joel is back in Melbourne! But sadly not for long. He’s only down for a week or two. He’s doing a Bachelor of Fine Arts at Sydney University and he’s just down here to tie up loose ends (sell his furniture and and so on) and visit people. I quite missed him, didn’t realise it until I saw him … Continue reading I’m fostering a new bluntness, it seems to be working quite well.

I ordered a steak sandwich that turned out to be as big as my head!

J’s Diary Entry Friday 3 January 2003 Another early escape from Ian. I rode my bike to Leah’s around 11:00am and ran into Monica while I was on Johnston St or was it Nicholson St? while she was driving her work van with Birkenstock all over it.  We made vague plans to meet up while we waited for the lights to change. Got to Leah’s … Continue reading I ordered a steak sandwich that turned out to be as big as my head!

I think I’ve sacrificed enough of my life to booze, I’ve explored all it has to offer and it’s time to move on.

J’s Diary Entry 2 Jan 2003 Spent the day in not very grown up fashion, skulking around the city on the run from Ian The Turkey.  He’s been exhibiting signs of aggression since our New Year’s Eve party after Jade and I ran beserkly around the house, drunk as sailors, proclaiming our loathing of him at the tops of our lungs.  Then I snubbed him … Continue reading I think I’ve sacrificed enough of my life to booze, I’ve explored all it has to offer and it’s time to move on.

I’ll swap you a kidney for some teeth.

From: S Sent: 04 November 2002 2:49PM To: J Subject: Dick called ‘oh MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!   (in my best Janice voice). If he bags you one more time for not calling him, I told him off saying that he was in the middle of the bush on a dodgy mobile for god sake – how is anyone meant to call him! He says that last time … Continue reading I’ll swap you a kidney for some teeth.

Full-body chemical skin peels and a home perm.

  From: J Sent: 25 October 2002  12:33AM To: S Subject: volcanic lovemaking powers…(Yawn.) S Hey, guess what? I have a date tonight, a hot date with Steven from Pooftas Anon. At a restaurant near his place. VERY near his place, heh heh heh. We’ve already had a bit of a pash –  had a date earlier this week.  No sex, but a bit of a … Continue reading Full-body chemical skin peels and a home perm.

What sort of a person goes on other people’s dates? I’ll tell you, THE DEVIL, that’s who.

From: J Sent: 18 October 2002 5:57AM To: S Subject: I am the Devil Ah S, I am the DEVIL! I am Satan HIMSELF! Alright, you know how I went to that Pooftas Anonymous thing, right? Well, you know how I had a few admirers from that: Lance – creepy older guy, Bruno – another creepy guy and Jean-Jacques, the rather sweet Mauritian guy. Remember … Continue reading What sort of a person goes on other people’s dates? I’ll tell you, THE DEVIL, that’s who.

It was the first outing for my new hair-do. I was absurdly hopeful.

Thursday, 5 September, 1996 Hey Sis, Another day dribbles by.  Actually, it hasn’t dribbled, it’s been a crawl over broken glass and razor blades.  I’ve had a shocking day.  So irritable.  Dunno what’s wrong with me.  I think I need a holiday to tell the truth.  I haven’t had once since you were here in December. So what have I been doing?  Umm… I bleached … Continue reading It was the first outing for my new hair-do. I was absurdly hopeful.