I guess you could call it a role playing, electronic, sexless, sci-fi, extra-marital affair.

31 August 1995 To you my Dear Dear Brother, Well where to start, maybe with the standard apology for not writing sooner or more often but I am afraid that the re-telling of the drudgery of my married life in the suburbs may not prove entertaining to you and besides I would rather you had some image in your head of me living in the … Continue reading I guess you could call it a role playing, electronic, sexless, sci-fi, extra-marital affair.

I feel bad for being so horrible, but I guess I’m just horrible.

  The XXXXXXXX represents the parts of his diary that my brother has cut out. J’s Diary Entries Friday, 17 March, 1995 Went over the road with Jeremy, Nadia and Quinn to “Klicks” for one dispirited drink before everyone made their way home.  It simply isn’t the same without Cav there.  It’s a bit embarrassing really that we rely on him so heavily to enjoy ourselves. … Continue reading I feel bad for being so horrible, but I guess I’m just horrible.