I’m just gonna leave this here.

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.

Hell, Hell, Hell.

—–Original Message —– From: J Sent: 24 February 2004 23:39 To: S Subject: Fanx! [I had sent J a retro t-shirt with the Dukes of Hazard Boys on it as he had said in our “Mink Conversation“.] Hey Sis, just wanted to say thanks for the t-shirt! It really cheered me up. Ah, how I loved that blonde one when I was a kid. I’ve … Continue reading Hell, Hell, Hell.

I love you, be happy.  I’ll be there soon.

  —–Original Message—– From: J Sent: 05 February 2004 02:13 To: S Subject: Open at your peril. I don ‘t really know what ‘s going on here, but I think it’s bad. Very, very bad. J [There was a photo attached – from memory it was a very, very bad, cheesy family Christmas photo, one where they are wearing matching horror outfits.]   —–Original Message- … Continue reading I love you, be happy.  I’ll be there soon.

Some people bring down the house, others bring up their lunch.

This is a short story written by J the header read: C:\Documents and Settings\jms\My Documents\That nice man.doc Last saved: 15/4/2003 8:33AM   It’s Sunday and I’m in a cinema, watching Steve Martin’s latest japes and frolics in Bringing Down the House through my somewhat scratched and dirty glasses, I’m thinking This film is pretty damn average, when I hear a weird noise, like water splashing … Continue reading Some people bring down the house, others bring up their lunch.

I think I like being out of debt for a change.

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.

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.

It sucks being a desk jockey with no real skills.

J’s Diary Entry 14 January 2003   Aw JEZUZ, back at work, wot hell! Went over to McKenzie’s for dinner on Monday night and made an ass of myself in front of Crazy Kel’s extremely attractive gay brother. I didn’t even realise he was gay, so I was my usual simpering, idiot self, telling unflattering stories and I wasn’t even drinking. Being back at work … Continue reading It sucks being a desk jockey with no real skills.

Wish I knew Shakespeare, this seems to be the right moment for a quote. 

J’s Diary Entry 11 January 2003 I rode to Leah’s in 15 minutes! I am a FUCKING athlete is wot I am, mate. I must get around and see Leah more often, she’s such good value. It’ll be damn weird if/when she has a kid/kids. I think even Jade is canvassing motherhood as an option! Where will I live? I don’t think I could share … Continue reading Wish I knew Shakespeare, this seems to be the right moment for a quote. 

Shut your mouth you Goddamn rent dodging, rice eating turkey.

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.