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1996, An Aside, Letters from J, Letters to S

Girls either tart right up or slob right down after a break up. I suppose men do the same but lack the dramatic apparatus of make-up and mini-skirts.

Thursday, 11 April 1996  8:30pm Hey Sis, Sitting here, on a rainless night, thinking about nothing, as in not thinking nothing but thinking about nothing. I do this sometimes at work, or when I’m bored. Think of it. Nothing. No matter, so no space. No time.  Hmmm. There’s no time. I guess time doesn’t exist in a vacuum.  Time is only measurable in its effect … Continue reading Girls either tart right up or slob right down after a break up. I suppose men do the same but lack the dramatic apparatus of make-up and mini-skirts.

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1996, Letters from J, Letters to S

I’m drunk on juicy office gossip.

Tuesday, 9 April 1996  9:48pm Hey Sis, How you doing? Another typed letter from your bro.  Poorly typed an’ all.  It’s raining here, on Easter Tuesday.  Jana Wendt is on Channel 7, hosting her new (and deskless, might I add) show, “Witness”.  It’s quite highbrow, long pieces on “real” issues.  I do suspect, however, that she is sans desk simply to show off her legs. … Continue reading I’m drunk on juicy office gossip.

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2016, An Aside, Other

Just a bit excited I have to say.

J would be over the moon to know I’m taking my girls to see The Cure tonight. My god he loved this band and as for Robert Smith, well he absolutely idolized him (he had the haircuts and eyeliner at one stage to prove it). J saw The Cure at The Melbourne Tennis Centre on 24 & 25 August 1992. I’m so excited even with the possibility … Continue reading Just a bit excited I have to say.

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1996, Letters from J, Letters to S

How long is 90 seconds? I’ll tell you.

  An Aside from S In this letter J says that he is typing his 1996 diary and that it is filed in a folder – I have never seen/found this folder which is why there are no diary excerts for 1996. He also writes about protecting and destroying his diary…   Sunday, 17 March 1996 Hey Sis, here’s an overdue letter, eh?  Sorry to … Continue reading How long is 90 seconds? I’ll tell you.

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1996, Letters from Jack, Letters to S

Three years. Tick, tick, tick.

  13 March 1996 To S, It’s hard to believe that it’s been 3 years already. This last year has been the busiest and seen us make lots of changes including the arrival of our Brady. I hope that we can keep moving on throughout this next year too, together we can do anything. I love you very much and look forward to each anniversary … Continue reading Three years. Tick, tick, tick.

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1996, Letters from J, Letters to S

And so my great journey across the desert of Coitus Non-Existus continues…

Monday, 29 February 1996  Sis, It’s leap year day, last one for eight years apparently.  Some glitch in the cosmos, I don’t pretend to understand.  Spent the day blanched by the suffocating heat, indulging in office gossip shenanigans.  I love the word shenanigans.  There it is again, shenanigans, shenanigans. Made castles in Spain with Scottish Lisa in the tea room.  I was going to write a … Continue reading And so my great journey across the desert of Coitus Non-Existus continues…

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1996, Emails, Letters from Mum, Letters to S

He’s got alcohol in his genes.

Author: ‘Mum’ Date: 08/02/96  3:17PM Priority: Normal To: ‘S’ Subject:   Dear All, It’s raining like you wouldn’t believe today. Tuesday was 15°, Wednesday was 36° and today is 12° and wet, wet, wet. No wonder everyone is coming down ill. Today wasn’t much better at work.  The only problem is if I leave, I won’t be able to communicate via email and that will … Continue reading He’s got alcohol in his genes.

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1996, Letters from J, Letters to S

These fellas were wading through the vomit-lake and heaving with jocularity like Vikings. I quickly fled the scene.

Monday, 5 February 1996  11:08 am So Friday I go over to “Klicks” for drinks.  I’ve worked out my budget, and I know I really ought to go after two or three beers, because I’ve got this pub crawl thing with Quinn on Saturday night.  Quinn used to work here, now he’s in advertising with a four day week and an enormous bloody salary.  Anyway, … Continue reading These fellas were wading through the vomit-lake and heaving with jocularity like Vikings. I quickly fled the scene.

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1996, Emails, Letters from Mum, Letters to S, Our Troublesome Father

I’ve signed the divorce papers.

From: ‘Mum’ Sent: 1 Feb 1996 3:22PM To: ‘S’ Subject: Thanks for your messages, this is the first opportunity I have had to get into the computer room, it was down for a while and we have been so bloody busy!  Got a wedding to go to tomorrow – am having the arvo off.  Thank heavens, or I think I might throw a wobbly at … Continue reading I’ve signed the divorce papers.

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1996, Letters from J, Letters to S

They call her “Cats Bum”.

Tuesday, 31 January 1996  10:38am Hey S, just heard some news that falls somewhat short of what might be described as serendipitous.  Do you remember that fuss I worked myself up into over that girl from the Croissant Connection Cafe girl? The name they gave her here at work (everyone here gets a nickname – except me – call me Mr Teflon, nothing sticks) was … Continue reading They call her “Cats Bum”.

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