Saturday, 12 August 1995 11:55am S, Yeah, check that date – I’m in at work on a Saturday. And what a Saturday it is too, the mercury is set to soar to 17°, the sun is actually shining, and I’m here working. Mum’s coming in to meet me at 2pm, and after she jumps back in her horseless carriage and zooms back to “Poo Town”, … Continue reading I’m like ice-cream, delicious and sweet, but too much will make you puke.
Wednesday, 12 April, 1995, 11:07AM S, Well excuse me, I’ve just been dusting myself off after falling off my perch. Thanks for the letter, Sis. I feel much better now, knowing that it’s my genes that are to blame for my shocking Magnum ice cream dependency, not my jelly-like will that folds at the merest sniff of that white, Belgian chocolate modestly screening it’s heart … Continue reading I resent our Father’s chicanery and manipulation, always trying to ingratiate himself into my life.
31 March, 1995 Dear J, Well don’t fall off your perch but I have finally put pen to paper to detail my very uninteresting life for you. Truth is, that man who genetically contributed to our beings had a go at me on the phone the other day to say that you had told him how disappointed you are to be continually writing to me … Continue reading Little Brother, I need a live in nanny who is too ugly for my husband to f*$k about with.
Wednesday, 15 March, 1995, 9:22am S, Mornin’. It’s a good day. Winter has poked its ruddy nose out of its burrow for the first time this year. A lovely chilly day – grey, overcast, windy. I might even venture out to augment my Winter Couture Collection. I hate shopping per se though. Shopping stresses me terribly. I bought a CD yesterday, and it gave me … Continue reading FACT: Magnum ice creams are essential to daily life.