Enthusiasm for Life

What happened to the bright eyes and the enthusiasm for life? What happened to seeing everything as wondrous and exciting, like the first time I drove down Scotchmere Street, or the first time I saw the Gertrude Smith Street corner? The day I drove up G. Street looking for #75, was that the number? Some house that was for sale that was cheap, back in the days when I was looking for a new house. I have a vague feeling that I did look at our terraces. Did I feel the influence that was going to have on me? Did I know that that dip in the road at the intersection would be such a huge part of my life? You know, I think I did. I think I did feel a certain zing, as I drove past. What happened to the zing? What happened to loving the inner suburbs, loving Fitzroy, loving being in my own house? Today, as I walked up Young Street, the single-fronted terraces just looked like dwellings. Nothing special any more.

Well... in that case... I can see two fingers up his arse in no time. Actually, I just closed my eyes and I could see it.

Christian

YOU ARE SUCH A FUNNY BUGGAR!!... did I tell you that his jeans got stuck on his calf muscles on Sunday night... holy canoli!!

Tim

I wish I was Samantha... I'd turn myself into his jeans....

Christian

Actually, if I was Samantha... I think I'd turn myself into Tony's jocks!

Christian

he he – I forgot about him – He's coming over next Thursday night.... I don’t know what I have done to deserve this – truly blessed!@!

Tim

F*ck! I'll say... lucky you!

Christian

I'm over it all ready. I have suuuccchhh a bad migraine, I'm going home. Now, if only I could get something herbal on the way home... purely medicinal, you understand... but that's all I feel like doing...

Christian

I’d had enough by 10am. Giving up smoking sure is a bitch!

SMS. 10.07. I don’t suppose u r home studying, or something? – Christian

SMS. 10.36. All I want to do is get… – Christian

SMS. 10.40. Hey, sorry still away. Back Sunday. May be able to help you if you can get the key off Tiffany – Guido

SMS. 10.45. Today is not a good day…it looks like it will be suicide, after all! – Christian

Today was not a good day. The first thing that happened was that I walked straight into one of those filling draw box, thingies… fuck it hurt. Then, all I got was demands from Sydney for redundancies calcs, ten of them, and then another one and then some calculations for the dollars saved on LAFA. Do I need to mention that I was trying to give up smoking? AHHH! Enough! I’m out of here! And I left.

I did a little retail therapy at HMV, buying DVD’s cheap and then I headed home.

Mark and Luke arrived just as I was trawling gaydar. Raymond was down from Brisbane and we all went out for lunch and then went for a walk in the Fitzroy Gardens.

SMS. 17.11. Have u got the dog? – Christian

Manny came over in the afternoon. As I was on the phone to him, Jill called to see if I was doing anything tonight. She was cross when I said she missed out by about five minutes, or so. Oh well, sorry, I thought to myself, but Manny's got a couple of things you don't, when it really comes down to it.

SMS. 18.06. Do we ever! Plus a horrid viral headache thing not nice. Billie however is gorgeous with very sharp claws & teeth! – Rachel

SMS. 18.07. U and Jill should come 4 dinner sat night – Rachel

SMS. 18.13. If I don’t go to the country, maybe – Christian

SMS. 18.19. Whatever… Andre is taking Anton 2 Wangaratta cycling I will be here cuddling the pup! Tough job – Rachel

SMS. 18.23. Good you’ve got a puppy then hey? – Christian

SMS. 18.23. Hmmm! – Rachel

SMS. 18.27. U can’t pash the dog… but then again u don’t pash the hubby, hey – Christian

SMS. 18.28. Nah pity tho cos I like a nice ol pash – Rachel

SMS. 18.35. Me too – Christian

SMS. 18.49. Big sigh – Rachel

SMS. 18.53. I have one to pash right next to me now – Christian

SMS. 18.53. Well get on with it & let me finish cooking this roast! – Rachel

SMS. 19.00. I have been doing just that. He tastes good – Christian

SMS. 19.00. Go away! Or else, I won’t let u play with my ever so cute puppy! – Rachel

We chatted and ate pizza until latish.

The chimney caught alight and burned for quite a while. Sparks and flames and ash flying out of it. Jane, my next door neighbour, looked over the fence to see if I knew the chimney was alight. I introduced her to everyone through the trees as she looked over the fence. I pretty much thing she was just worried about herself and her place, not so much mine, but I guess that is human nature. What's it going to do to me. Ash just lands on everything, but it unblocks any partial blockage there might be and the chimney draws again at its maximum strength.

SMS. 21.06. Guess what? Nicholas invited me to Sydney this weekend. Oh my lordy, I am truly blessed. Two nights locked in a room with that boy – Tim

SMS. 21.13. Coming like a porn star all weekend. You’ll be exhausted! – Christian

SMS. 21.14. No…I am going but it’s not about that. I think he’s very nice. I was after him before I met Beau, it’s going to be good. I can feel it in my bone! – Tim

SMS. 21.20. I think you misunderstood me. I was envious – Christian

SMS. 21.20. I’m a bit piss’d…!...was just trying to say I like him…kiss, kiss – Tim

Manny and I had sex and watched the Big Brother contestants on Rove, before I drove him home.

Oh – there's no naturopath open?

Tim