I think celibacy is like greatness – some people seek it, and others have it thrust upon them.

Friday, 10 Feb 1995, 2:38pm OFFICE GOSSIP! Someone gave four weeks notice yesterday Sis. Her name is Kendra, she’s a desk-topper. She organizes the printed page, massages it around, makes sure the typeface is right, the pages are OK and does last minute edits. They get to fool around with all the cool machines and get paid about $4000 a year more than me. I’m toying … Continue reading I think celibacy is like greatness – some people seek it, and others have it thrust upon them.

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1995, Letters from J, Letters to S, Our Troublesome Father

I hate eating in places where the table cloth is cleaner than my clothes. I like a dive, a greasy spoon.

Friday, 3 Feb 1995 Sis, Well, I didn’t end up going to that party at Christopher’s on Saturday night. What does he expect anyway, inviting me to a party where the only people I know are the host, who’ll be running around all night and someone else I haven’t see in four years. Christopher will be mightily pissed off though. I’m trying really hard to … Continue reading I hate eating in places where the table cloth is cleaner than my clothes. I like a dive, a greasy spoon.

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I think celibacy is like greatness – some people seek it, and others have it thrust upon them.

I hate eating in places where the table cloth is cleaner than my clothes. I like a dive, a greasy spoon.