Monday, 8 January 1996 3:00PM Hey Sis, How ya doin’? Can’t believe you’ve been gone almost a week. Guess where I am. Yep I’m back at work, but I’ve been relocated. Simon and I have been prised from under our rock and shunted out into the general office space. I’ve lost my little cubby hole Sis. I’m now back to back with Bett. This is … Continue reading There’s a pair of Elvis sunglasses I have a real hankering for. What to do, what to do.
Friday, 1 September 1995 9:14am I’m here. I made it! Roasted – purified – by the flames of public transport. Lordy it was a trial. You just never know what’s in store for you. I’m standing there at the tram stop, waiting to be whooshed along tram arteries to the sticky furious heart of the city, pounding, pounding, pounding. I get on, move to a spot … Continue reading How the Hell can someone have B.O. at 8:45 in the bloody morning? How?!
Thursday, 16 Feb 1995, 9:15am Hi Sis, How did you sleep last night? No dreams about aliens or anything? I feel great this morning. I’m riding high on a caffeine surge of goodness and I want to smile so wide that my head splits in two. Luuuurve that strong cappuccino from “Roozervelts Cafe” on Collins Street first thing in the morning. The guy who usually … Continue reading The closest I’m gonna come to getting lucky will be getting run over by a necrophiliac.