Yes you're right – very
quiet. Am in the horrendous position of
starting each day with around 100 unread e-mails (all of which need me to do something as opposed to just reading
them) and also having to do the rest of my job.
Am feeling very, very swamped.
Grrr!
How about we catch up for
dinner. Miss your company.
How's the non-smoking
going by the way? I started again after
5 weeks (bad me but loving the addiction).
I still have it in my plans to give up (again) but don't have a firm
date for that yet. If you've started
smoking again maybe I'll wait until after we've caught up because I just know
I'll be a sooky-sooky-la-la and have one if you're having one.
PS: my car has finally
died. If we catch up it'll need to be in
the city because Fitzroy is just a nightmare by public transport for me.
Let me know when is good
for you.
PPS: how's your script
coming along? Hope life is grand.
Kym Meadows
Kym
The email thing sounds
horrendous! Why? Did you do something wrong and are now being punished?
I'm still officially
given up, but am on shaky ground for the last little while, and all though I
feel like caving in, and probably will cave in – no I won't, no I won't – I am
a non-smoker still, by the skin of my teeth.
But I'm cranky, oh, yes
siree Bob!
We should catch up for
dinner.
The script faltered, for
the moment.
Life is good.
christian
So when do you want to catch up – is there a
not Wednesday day next week that's good for you?
Kym
Morning Miss.
I am finally biting my
bullet and going to see an osteopath for my neck. Just up the road thankfully, so I can walk.
I swear I have been near
crippled the last three days.
Now, you know that this
is a long weekend don't you?
What plans have you?
Dancng dancing dancing J
xTom
How's ya neck, miss?
I don't know what I want
to do over the weekend, very little, I suspect. Lie low and enjoy the soft hum
of nothingness!
Perhaps, get a little...
and chill.
It's just nice lying
here...
christian
neck's a little better
after some manipulation and cracking got the heater on and listening to music,
wishing I had some of that too
Tom
Ha, ha, ha, ha!
christian
SMS.
15.23. I’m in Ballarart ? Don’t ask…) just say real estate agent ‘Fletcher’s’
any relation? – Rachel
SMS.
15.28. Did I tell u we bought another house? Mortgage now $680! Fuck me! – christian
SMS.
15.29. Fletcher’s no relation – christian
SMS.
15.40. The one u talked about near u? – Rachel
SMS.
15.41. No. Thornbury – christian
SMS.
16.57. Why? – Rachel
Big Mole,
Little Mole
here. It's snowing again outside - curses!! Much as I like snow and its very
prettiness I had thought that we were headed for thaw and the lovely Spring.
The birds are going at it like crazy and when we left my seminar yesty at 5.30
IT WAS STILL LIGHT!!!! But no, doll, snow.
Nevertheless.
I am killing
time. I have decided to write to you from here - work, and then to go home and
write from there. Then it may be time to head off to the old.... and pick up
some... But will 8pm come around? Will it last forever? Will I remain cool and
think tralala? This remains to be seen, indeedy do it does. Come on clock!
My sister in
law in Aussie asked me if I would go thirdies in a plane ticket for me sister
to warm the cockles of me Mum's heart for her 70th (and me Dad's too). I'm
afraid I didn't show much spirit: it's a disgrace really. I emailed back that I
was buying MY OWN ticket (as well) and that I wouldn't be able to afford it. I
even write something about me sister still owing me money from the last lend so
she could come over and warm the cockles of me parents' hearts (boo boo!)and of
my reluctance to do it again. Since then of course I have reframed through
guilt and would like to say Sure! But! It's the money mate – I actually would
find it difficult to do both and hello, haven't they thought of that? Maybe
they think since we are all teachers we can afford it. I happen to think ME
coming back for the manky old 70th is present enough, but you know middle
children and favourite childs – goddam only daughter and eldest child (not
really of course, the damned bit that is). But would it be a mere XYZ AUS $??? No
no no, I have spoken... manky sister mank mank mank.
She's got no
job and ain't since arriving in UK more or less what, 20 years ago? She's had
three tickets back so far (2 of which she cashed in and went on hols with the
girlfriend in the Lakelands of UK) and the tother I helped her out with to some
400AUS$ and it was never even mentioned again and at the time I a student man
and she didn't even visit me the mank, just the folks and was daughter returned
(that is when she and girlfriend weren't hitting one another). Whinge, whine,
mank. Look, look at me! Look at what I can do! I'm kid number 3! Well mank you
sunshine.
Of course I'm
showing no team spirit and me folks ARE 70 and just want us all for some manky
70th BBQ fest in the backie (Gore St, just think of Gore St) and the gift is
REALLY for me folks and me Mum... but...
I spose the
sister in law don't know all the ins and outs and don't know the background –
but then again, maybe she does and is just more open hearted than me! Ye Gads!
Maybe me brother Mike has informed her all about the family folklore that I'm a
bitch and this's typ? Oh No!
By the way, me
sis asked me for 50 pounds last week so she could pay some application fee – I
thought A. why is 50 a lot, why doesn't she have it? B. if 50 isn't a lot why
is she asking me, why doesn't she have it? C. it mist've been hard to ask me,
D. Maybe it ain't hard to ask me at all...
I decided then
not too but prevaricated and then said yes but it was sorted by her writing a
dodgy checque. Now you can say what you like about Josh Cole (that for eg he is
a manky mole with a chronic sore throat, or she's a dumb but sparky mole or
that she never shuts up or whatever – and I'm lucky if I get any airtime so I'm
content enough as it is ya packa bitches) but he does appear to pay his bills
(and leave his junk in bits and pieces all across the globe – don't throw it
out! it's a treasure! etc). Uli already uses me sister as a Coley example
whenever he thinks I'm getting too frisky slackin off work-wise etc.
So the thing
is... is any of this interesting and is it 8 pm yet? Looks at clock – no?
Squints. Really? Bugger. Then time to go home and make a cocoa and look at the
clock again. Surely it's 8pm. Only 4? Surely there's some mistake.
And as for
you, bugggugbaloo,
I'll talk to
ya lata
PS I have all
the series of Cath and Kim now hee hee hahaha
Gale One
I
tried to write a reply to Josh, but…
I
smoked too much dope and ended up wasted on the couch watching The Great Race.
Just the light of the television and my legs stretched out in front of me, not
feeling at all like my legs. I’m sure I had a crooked smile on my face. Yes, my
face felt crooked.
Rachel
and Jane called while I was watching it. I didn’t answer. Jane had her
business-like tone on, I wondered what that was all about? Rachel sounded
drunk. Maybe she was? Although, I can’t imagine alcohol making children any
easier.
I
was mostly surprised that the two of them weren’t watching The Great Race, more
so than them not knowing enough not to call during it.
It
is soooo gorgeous having the house to myself. He, he! I love it, I do! So much.
I
slipped off to bed in a stoned haze. I felt like I could have done anything, my
own little world.
I’m
so going to live on my own, as soon as I get the chance. Little house somewhere
else, Palmer Street, Fitzroy, maybe? I so love this house, though. I could live
here forever, quite happily. But living in another part of Fitzroy would be
fun, I guess. Over the other side of Brunswick Street, I haven’t lived over
there before.
Maybe,
just with Tom. Maybe not, actually. If Tom had the money, he’d live on his own
in Elwood or St. Kilda.
I
sooo hope that Tom is okay. My life would be so much more empty, if Tom wasn’t
around. I can’t quite believe that I would have one of the best friends you
could ask for and it’s all under threat. Please universe, he’s one of the good
ones. Let some of my charmed life rub off on Tom, just a bit. It’s not in
keeping with the way my life is, nothing terrible has ever happened, for
something to happen to him.
I
just can’t imagine him not in my life. I just can’t!
Hey Miss.
I hope you had a lovely
night to yourself.
I went to the sauna for
an hour which was dead.
I was thinking as I was
driving home that I might go up to Bolago if they haven't got anything big on.
I'd really like to spend some time with Mark.
What do you think?
xTom
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