Got a crick in my neck, from leaning forward in a meeting, trying to make myself look like a go-getter.

Monday, 11 September 1995  1:14PM I called you this morning.  And now I get to work, have a look at the calendar, and realize that my call was late, your birthday was Friday.  WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME!?  God, how embarrassing! I’m so sorry, I got my days mixed up.  It was a weird weekend. Friday night I went over good as my word, for … Continue reading Got a crick in my neck, from leaning forward in a meeting, trying to make myself look like a go-getter.

Meditation? Please! – I can’t even keep my feet still let alone my mind.

Tuesday, 5 September 1995  9:06am Whacko! New Discipline J is rearing to go! Yessiree. Up at the crack ‘a dawn. (Ten past seven – close enough.) I feel good. I was up early, I did a load of washing, I even included two extra ingredients in my sandwiches today.  I feel good.  I didn’t even pig out last night – I’m on the Wagon o’ … Continue reading Meditation? Please! – I can’t even keep my feet still let alone my mind.

I’m learning how to use a new system called Microsoft Word, pretty exciting to an old WordStar hack like me.

6 Oct 1994 Dear S, You may notice some layout changes with this letter. That’s because I’m fooling around in Microsoft Word it’s pretty exciting to an old WordStar hack like me.  So exciting in fact, that I think it’s time to CHANGE THE FONT SIZE!!! oooh think I’m going to like it. Had a chat with Caitlin at work about conditions here and all that … Continue reading I’m learning how to use a new system called Microsoft Word, pretty exciting to an old WordStar hack like me.

I’m leaving, no I’m not, yes I am. No I’m not.

Wednesday, 29 September 1993 Dear S, How was your birthday mate?  How’s it feel to be TWENTY-FIVE (as opposed to twenty)? I hope it was a good one.  How’s everything going?  Mum told me you got another job and with a good long Corporate Ladder to climb and plenty of backs to sink knives into, the way it should be.  Personally, I’m still plodding away … Continue reading I’m leaving, no I’m not, yes I am. No I’m not.