Tuesday, 3 September 1996 Helloooooooooooooooooooo J apoos How are you my darling? I am so lazy I never write to you and now that I am I have nothing to say, I tell you everything when I ring. Heard you had dinner with Dad on Sunday for Father’s Day. Mum told me all about his embarrassing shenanigans at the restaurant, what a hoot. … Continue reading Oh God the depths I’ve sunk to in my mortgaged up mediocre life.
Monday, 24 July 1995 11:19am S, Christ, I’ve got to get out of here Sis. I’ve got to leave work. I’m so sick of it here, I’m at the point where every little daily injustice outrages me to the point where I feel like my moral soul is being massaged by a cheese grater. I can’t fucking stand it anymore. If I had a job … Continue reading I’ve been living in dreamland Sis, and now I wake to find the hound of reality with its jaws planted firmly in the wobbily expanse of my ass.