I Reckon I Could Have Been Excused For Feeling Like I Was In Wog-Boy Heaven!

Mornin miss, lovely Saturday

How did you pull up last night?

D was on his own?

Has Mark Windsor put on weight?

I reckon I could have been excused for feeling like I was in wog-boy heaven!

Did Tony come back after Manny and I had left?

christian

Morning!

I went home not that long after you – was in bed by 1am.

I think D was on his own, though I'm not quite sure.  I don't think Mark W has put on weight, I think he looks as beautiful as ever.

Tony did come back, and leave again last night, and yes, you would have been in wog heaven, though I much prefer Manny to old ratface Tony.  Hmph.

So what are you doing today?

I'm going to the footy.

xTom

Rat face Tony! Surely you jest?

Don't repeat this to Manny, but apparently, Manny put the hard word on Tony for a threesome, when I was in the toilet and Tony may have agreed... so I got Manny the hell out of there.

That's why I asked if Tony came back? Just wondering if Manny had scared him away or if he really was just in the toilet.

christian

Oh he's teasing you, surely J

Tom

Apparently not. So did Tony come back looking as though he was sniffing around?

christian

Yeah and he asked where u guys had gone, and then seemed a little bit put out that you had left.

I wondered what all that was about.

He ended up going home with Shane and Mark W

Tom

Jolly joker!

Shane wasn't even there.

christian

yeah he was, he arrived after u left and with his crack pipe in tow, he's been at sebastians i've only slept two hours from shaking in my bed, and i'm pretty sure they did take him home

Tom

I quote... "I went home not that long after you – was in bed by 1am."

christian

rats

ya gotta give me points for trying J

Tom

Full marks, miss.

christian

It's one think me not wanting to do the wild thing with a couple of sexy wog-boys... it is another think completely for a couple of skanks (sorry Mark W) to get their mitts on him!

christian

Miss, I’ve got a job for ya.

I’ve got all of your letters, from way back when, on hard copy. How would you like to scan them for me?

christian

Gee you know I would LOVE to do that

I haven’t got any of em – threw em out.

How bout I come over after the footy, around 10.30 tonight?

Tom

That would be lovely, miss. Pity I can't get a little green to lubricate to evening.

christian

Tony has far too much taste to go with those two – they don’t do 3somes anyways

Yeah green would be nice, ah well. how bout we just use that bag of crystal u mentioned instead J

Tom

(Josh)

What can you tell me about Bluebeard?

christian

Skipping

“How did you go with your brain scan?” asked Tom

My eye played up again, so off to have another bloody MRI.

“Yeah, good. All okay. They asked me several times afterwards if I had an appointment with my doctor... like they were concerned and I thought, why what have you found? ” I said. “But then I realised that people make appointments for the very next day and don't give them time to send the results. Either that, or they've found something nasty.”

“Well I certainly hope they haven't found anything nasty!” said Tom. “I'm planning on taking you to San Francisco with me you know!”

“Woo-Hoo!!! I must get my passport renewed!” I exclaimed

“Of course, you should ALWAYS have a valid passport,” said Tom. “My trip to the docs yesterday was very interesting. The doctor has made it sound like I'm not going live a week, let alone years, which I plan to do.” Tom looked very pleased with himself. “Although, the insurance company isn’t to know that. SOOOOO I am putting in the claim after all.” He smiled. “We shall see. Although I *do* go back to work next week on a volunteer basis.”

“Woohoo!”

“Woohoo!”

We were practically skipping around the house singing, according to Aby. Very excited, she said.

“Hahahahaha,” said Tom, when I told him what Ab had said “I think I was *actually* skipping when the doc told me.”

 

Bought A New House

“Feel free to eat your way through my shorts,” Troy said. “You can start with the peach.” He turned around and showed it to Kyle. “Or you can start with the banana.” Troy turned back to face Kyle.

“No mate,” Kyle said. “I've got a boyfriend.”

“I won’t tell him… not if you don’t.”

Kyle laughed. He looked Troy up and down. “Is it a furry peach?”

Troy smiled. “Sure is.”

“Just how I like ‘em.”

Troy turned around again. “I can guarantee it.”

“I’ve got to warn you,” said Kylie. “I really like eating arse.”

“Dually noted,” said Troy. “I’ve got to warn you, I am a power bottom when it comes to eating arse.”

“I will make you cum with my tongue up you.”

“I will wipe your face off your scull with my arse, boy.”

Miss!

How are you?

Hope today is better than yesterday!

Got a massage this morning, then coffee with Jude, then doctors, then a haircut at 6!

Hmmmm such is life!

xTom

What an easy life you have, miss.

My nice smiling coffee lady gave me three shots of coffee in my machiato this morning, because I told her it was going to be one of those days. If I don't have palpitations, I'd be surprised.

christian

Easy?

I prefer the word Charmed :)

Tom

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! christian

Hello

Nick

Hi matey

How are you?

Christian

Well

Documents are re-printed nutter

when we catch up?

Lise me r no more!

Life is Good

LG!

Nick

I could catch up tonight?

christian

finish @ 8

Are u going away this weekend Sir?

Well

Life?

Boys?

no swear words

Nick

I'll finish about 8 too, if I'm lucky.

I'm having one of those days... under the pump.

Don't think I'm going away this weekend.

I'm well.

Life's good.

Boys are good at it.

I never swear?

Big smile

christian

We catch up on Weekend?

Nick

Leah

My nice smiling coffee lady gave me three shots of coffee in my macchiato this morning, because I told her it was going to be one of those days. If I don't have palpitations, I'd be surprised. I instantly thought of you.

Good morning, miss.

christian

I bought a new house.

Leah

Really. Wow. Where? How lovely is it? How much did it cost? When do you move in? Anything else you want to tell me?

PS. No palpitations

PPS, There is a little bluestone house in Palmer Street Fitzroy that I would buy if I had a bit more gumption.

christian

Get some gumption fletchy……….

It’s lovely – well it will be when we do wondrous things to it – it has great bones! Give me a fax number and I'll send it through to you

Leah

Can't you email it to me?

christian

No, it's a flyer real estate thingy

Leah

Oh actually- you could look on the net raxwhiteglebe.com.au

Its 120 Horatio st glebe $725,000 @ Domain.com.au.htm

Leah

Fax 03 9XXX 3011

Lovely pink! Close to schools? It looks okay from the outside.

christian

The pink is foul and so is the house, but I'm excited anyway. Have booked my venue for my party and my Africa trip- I'm having the biggest year ever!!!!

Leah

Lovely!

I've booked my ticket to Sydney.

christian

For when? Hey and on that I need to book Melb – will come in on the 21st for Bette and stay till the sat so that I can have a dinner with my mum on the Friday night for my 40th. I assume I stay with you at X Street on the 21st?

Leah

Booked my flight for 29th April.

Yes, of course you can stay.

christian

Yay!!! Can't wait

Leah

Big smile

christian

I’ve just booked mine to mel – in at 3pm on the 21st, can you pick me up from airport – where is concert. Did Mark get his cheque ok??

Leah

Probably can't pick you up from the airport

Mark got his cheque. Thanks

Christian

I worked late. A couple of hours... although, I guess, that is hardly considered late, now a days.

SMS. 19.09. I just spoke to Alexander… he’s home alone for the next hour! Heh heh heh! – Rachel

SMS. 21.17. (Rachel)1 hour? I’m good, but I’m not that good! – christian

I came home and watched The Great Race and went to bed.

SMS. 18.45. Miss where are you the cat is hungry – Tom

SMS. 21.10. Just got home from work – christian

SMS. 21.13. I’ve got an infected gum! Pain going up into my ear! Do u think it’s C? You know 3’s and all that? – christian

SMS. 21.14. U, me & Liam in the Onc ward together – christian

SMS. 21.24. Sounds like fun, but I don’t actually have cancer! Crystal might fix it! – Tom

SMS. 21.27. Crystal fixes everything – christian

SMS. 21.28. The big C! – Tom

SMS. 21.28. I’ve got a couple of lazy sharps! – christian

SMS. 21.29. Ha ha hope your lying. Be there in 13 xx – Tom

SMS. 21.34. He he you vein tease! You wanna in out tonight or what? – Tom

SMS. 21.32. (Tom) 4 to be exact! And a little bag with some dirty rocks in it! – christian

SMS. 21.37. Liar! Are ya?? – Tom

SMS. 21.37. (Tom) Slappin me arm in readiness! – christian

SMS. 21.42. (Tom) Got a vein – christian

SMS. 21.38. What? – Rachel

SMS. 21.39. Who r u staying with in Sydney? – Rachel

SMS. 21.43. Hotel – christian

SMS. 21.43. What the? How about Elly’s? – Rachel

SMS. 21.48. I never see her. I could hardly just lob on her doorstep now. It would almost be rude – christian

SMS. 21.49. Well u could share my bed luv, she’d luv it – Rachel

SMS. 21.52. Is Alexander going? – christian

 

Gosh the Yo-Yo’s Are Yummy!

Hey Christian,

How you going this lovely day?

What’s up?

Dinner for Mark (W) was quite lovely.

Liam has glands the size of golf balls.

xT

My day is busy... just one of those days and it seems that I've got all the extra work. Lucky me. My next two days are going to be flat out. It's all a bit unpleasant here at the moment, but we'll talk later.

Good to hear that dinner was quite lovely... I guess I should be pleased for you, hey?

christian

SMS. 17.19. Hey, has Libretti left the country? – Rachel

SMS. 17.20. Dead! – christian

SMS. 17.20. What? – Rachel

SMS. 17.21. U text me @ a bad moment – christian

SMS. 17.22. Well tell me when it’s a better moment – Rachel

SMS. 17.43. Last I heard, he was on Bondi watching lovelies wander by – christian

SMS. 17.44. mmmm me 2 – Rachel

SMS. 17.47. Heading back to the UK from there – christian

SMS. 17.48. Well, a goodbye would be nice – Rachel

SMS. 17.49. Good-bye – christian

SMS. 17.49. Idiot – Rachel

SMS. 17.50. I’m making yo-yo’s – Rachel

SMS. 17.52. Bitch! I’m starving! – christian

SMS. 17.57. BIG smile! – Rachel

I went to mum’s for dinner. Soup. Chicken and veggies. Peaches and cream. Lovely. Such a mum dinner. It is good to see some things don’t change

I was going to go to Manny’s afterwards, but I was just too tired. It’s a hard week.

SMS. 21.29. R u going to Leah’s b/day? – christian

SMS. 21.31. Yes I think so. Why r u not watching Little Britain? – Rachel

SMS. 21.32. Bugger! – christian

SMS. 21.33. Bugger that I am going or that u missed the show? – Rachel

SMS. 21.57. Missed the show. Just booked my plane ticket to Sydney – christian

SMS. 21.58. What day give me the details. I am using frequent fliers – Rachel

SMS. 22.01. Jetstar 29th April. 10.15am – christian

SMS.22.03. Actually, VirginBlue – christian

SMS. 22.03. I will c what I can do. R u going alone? – Rachel

SMS. 22.05. All alone in the world – christian

SMS. 22.06. U poor luv! Gosh the yo-yo’s are yummy! – Rachel

SMS. 22.07. As u will be one day, with that attitude – christian

SMS. 22.10. I am willing 2 share u just need 2 b living a bit closer! With so many offspring it seems I will never b alone?! – Rachel

Let's Not Get Too Melbourne About It. Let's Just Think of it as Sydney Cancer

Hiiiiiii

Hope your day is going well Miss.

Christian, I don't know why I think I can wrote such things to you, and when I think about it, I know I can’t.

I don't want to push you away and will try hard not to.

Sorry!

xT

PS I thought Liam' illness was a secret

You can say anything you like to me. I don't even mind being used as a punching bag (very) occasionally. You are not pushing me away, nor am I intimidated that easily. Give it your best shot, if you want, but I'm much stronger than a few words, missy. And, I reckon, if pushed, I could yell louder than you.

But! I am concerned about your behaviour last weekend... maybe I just didn't word it in the best way.

As for Liam... Shane had his very concerned (must tell) face on when he told me. No mention of it being a secret. Just mention of it throwing everyone.

As for it being a secret, let's not get too Melbourne about it. Let's just think of it as Sydney cancer.

Big smile.

christian

thanks christian

*hug* T

SMS. 20.54. Luke wants to know if u want to work at a wedding , I think, Feb 26^th? – christian

SMS. 20.59. Yes I do but am working the next 3 w/es at wine box. Bugga. Need more warning – Rachel

SMS. 21.01. Like a comet in the distant sky, huh? – christian

SMS. 21.03. It must b late. I don’t get it. Whatever… – Rachel

SMS. 21.04. More warning, like… – christian

SMS. 21.08. Did u get flowers and chocolates yesterday? – Rachel

SMS. 21.13. No, I didn’t. U? – christian

SMS. 21.15. Would have been creeped out if I did… well if it came from my husband at least! – Rachel

SMS. 21.16. I get booked up with the wine sales a month or so in advance – Rachel

SMS. 21.17. I thought he’d be sucking up BIG TIME! – christian

SMS. 21.19. Yeah he’s sucking up but I DON’T give a fuck. We need 2 do Tapas luv! – Rachel

SMS. 21.21. Yes… I’m gunna email, but – christian

Rachel

Thursdy week sounds good to me.

PS. Get rid of that stupid down load face thing, it shits me.

christian

SMS. 21.24. Yeah, yeah, can u believe I am working 12 hour days this w/e? Fuck this life 4 a joke… – Rachel

Rachel

12 hour days, miss. Well that must be a shock after all ya baby rearing. But good for ya none the less, I would hasten to add.

Smile. Oh yes, this one has a nice woody flavour. Smile.

I can see it now, selling ice to Eskimos and all that.

Don’t forget to spit.

No, no, it’s sales not tasting.

Not at a boys club now! He, he!

christian

Solstice of the Bat – skrark!

Guess what Oh Big One (or he who squashes Christos)!?

As me Mem and me Ded are turning 70 this year, guess who is gunna show his little sneaking up the House of Many Steps face in the land of the setting emu? Me of course Muriel. Let's get ripped as usual for some weeks. I have 6 weeks off after 24th June till Aug 6th and end of July and early Aug is the folk's time (birthdays) but what trouble could we get into?

When shall I come? Who do you have to throw out? No Uli this time for sure....! Woohooo!

I await anon,

Huge Gaping Mole… Josh

skrark'en hell she's commin over

08^th Feb

Rock-on with sorted! Or is that SORTED? It’s easier to get sorted than SORTED, although there would be many amongst us who would disagree, I guess. I have equal sorted/SORTNESS potential with the sorted dealer and the house of SORTED steps equal distance respectively.

So go on, get out there. You…no, you!

I’ve been battling the flu for the last few days. Pooh, pig, bum, wiss! Me mum takes responsibility for it, who’d have thought. Headaches, sort throat and a cough that rattles me dear old bones. FUCK IT I SAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No mater who the dirty swine was. And not one day off from work. WHAT! Nah, too busy. But it did give me more powers than just the old wings…when I was in a shop and the inevitable pain in the arse pissed me off, I just breathed all over them; like a transparent green mist like the one super heroes might possess.

15^th Feb

Reg and I will be sleeping a hundred times before any of that happens. Reg did also say, Goodie, tea parties all around. (But I am smiling, don’t get me wrong)

Now what have I been doing Moo, I hear you say.

christian

@#$%^&*!

Piss, fart, fuck, bum…!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!… I hit send instead of save, right in the middle of creating... Fuck me sideways and call me Bruce.

I’m going to be!

christian

@#$%^&*!

Bed…even

christian

Joan Whithers

“The faaaaaabuloooous, Joan Withers!”

Up comes the band. Applause for the good woman herself.

“I don’t get out of bed and piss until the sun has gone down.”

Late night drag queen torch singer.

“Part broken down show girl, part torch singer… (chuckle) part fucken vampire.”

She has only ever appeared in the early morning.

“My bed is the only comfort I get in this crazy fucken world. It’s the only place I feel safe. But I’m not precious about it, I’ll share…”

She has built a legend from appearing unexpectedly, late, the last girl of the night. She sings in her own, powerful voice. She only sings old, sad, maybe tragic, occasionally up lifting songs.

“Uplifting darl…only if your life is truly down the fucken sewer. That‘s where we’re looking from tonight, babe.”

Pointing up, with arm outstretched.

“I’m the reincarnation of Judy and you know how fucked up she was.”

Drum roll.

“My private life? You don’t want to know.” Big eyes. Big mouth.

Music starts.

“I’m here for the sad, the forgotten, the hopeless, just to show you if this old wreck can do it, so can you. No matter how fucked up your life, no matter how sad your circumstances, I’m here to cheer you up. One and all.”

The song starts. "Round and a round and a round."

She, of course, doesn’t appear alone. She has a backing troupe, The Fabulous Slags, a troupe of three, sixty year old divas wanna-bees. Old white girl hoofers. Stick thin, like they’ve been vacuum sealed to their bones; drawn, stretched tight, big hair, tits, real old pieces of work. Too much make-up, too much attitude. Old stage girl belters.

“I want to introduce you to my girls.”

The legend of Joan Withers, is that she appears unannounced, late at night, and belts out a show that just knocks the audience dead. And then she disappears again. Poof. Gone.

"Oh stop the world I want to get off."

One night she appeared with her best friend, Denise Le Blounge, who is even more of a mystery, on Castro one very late night. Legend is that their version of Enough is Enough, went for thirty minutes, during which a handful of drug-fucked queens swore they saw god. They were declared genius’.

Joan’s only public comment after was.

“Good fucking drugs boys?”

She raised her champagne glass to the sky.

“Up ya fucken bums!”

The only comment Joan ever offered about Denise was, She sleeps with her Alsatian.

When Joan appeared live the next time, she said of Denise, Oh she’s not coming back, you wouldn’t like her. Cunt! Nasty piece of work.

Joan says she’s Australian.

“I’ve got a husband. I live quietly in the country.”

A couple of cameo’s a year.

“Just to keep ya fucken appetites wet.”

Of course, rumour is that Joan is the famous pop star, Michael James, who retired fifteen years ago, walking out on a fabulous career.

And Denise was none other than pop legend....

“I met him once,” said the journo. “Michael James. Talk about fate. I asked him straight out.”

“Yes, of course it’s me. I only ever wanted to sing. I never wanted the fame bullshit.” Michael smiled. “This way they only care about the voice.”

“I wasn’t sure I believed him, said the journo, “As I dripped off his every word. Then he turned nasty.”

“Taken the piss?”

He did a fine job of outrage. Acknowledging everything and then sounding completely unconvincing in the explanation. Sarcasm used at its best. I didn’t really get that until I was watching the back of his car drive away, said the journo.

Full frontal assault and then complete withdrawal, not unlike Joan herself.

Carnival

I was happily typing my journals at 9am…actually, some of Tom’s letters, which I never typed up from my old system, which are going in to my 1997 journal to help plug the holes, when I thought about mum and people arriving here at 1pm in readiness for the Mid Summer carnival. So I packed it in and headed over to her place at 10am for breakfast.

Mark, Luke and I walked down to Alexandra Gardens. It was a beautiful day, blue sky, hot sun.

SMS. 16.23. Just finished our Big Gay Out, home now to sort records for the T-dance tonight! Woo hoo – Lauri

SMS. 16.25. (Lauri) I’m heading to the T-dance now – christian

They seemed to have made the MCG more obtrusive than need be by using a design where there needs to be quite a massive wire structure to hold the roof of the new stadium in place.

SMS. 16.31. (Tom) Are u at the carnival? – christian

SMS. 16.32. No, are you? I’m at Perry’s – Tom

SMS. 16.36. I’m at the carnival – christian

SMS. 16.39. Oh Yay for you Miss – Tom

SMS. 16.47. (Michael’s mobile) I’m @ the carnival now – christian

SMS. 16.59. (Jude) Are u at the carnival? – christian

SMS. 17.01. (Michael’s mobile) In a green shirt – christian

SMS. 17.02. Hey Christian Michael here. I think Manny has gone home – Michael

SMS. 17.04. Oh, good for him! – christian

SMS. 17.17. (Julien) R U @ the carnival? – christian

SMS. 17.18. Nup – Julien

What the hell is wrong with Julien? I mean? Really?

I met up with Manny eventually. Yay.

10pm. I drove Manny home. I said that I wanted to come at his place and I wanted to go home and have an early night and be in bed by 10.30pm. He said, so what you are saying is that you want a quickie. I’m fine with that, you know that. (See, almost the perfect b/f)

I was home before 11pm.

SMS. 23.18. And what state r u in miss? – christian

SMS. 23.25. Typing merrily, well fed, content and soon for bed. And you? – Tom

Tom

I’m happily typing away and soon for bed myself.

The carnival was good, saw lots of people, stayed about three hours. Most of the time I spent wandering around with Mark, Luke and Manny.

Mark and Luke have gone back to the T-dance and I have just got back from Ascot Vale.

Wish it wasn’t Monday tomorrow.

christian

those fucking nasty drug addicts!

Tom

Happy Enough

SMS. 1.28. That worked out all wrong tonight, miss. I’m sorry – christian

I got up at 7am and headed to my computer, natch.

Tom called to ask what I was sorry about? He said he didn’t feel as though he had no where to sleep and that he was happy enough to have driven back to Dingley.

SMS. 12.54. I could easily get another drug habit just about now – Tom

Aby and I went to the movies to see Sideways. It was okay. No, it was good, actually. Funny. That poor Volvo

Take a Rain Check Sick Boy

I called my sister, Gill, first thing for her birthday. Otherwise, I’d forget. You know what an airhead I am.

Then again, the more I call myself an airhead, the more it will be true? What do you reckon?

How's it going?

How are you feeling?

Tom

It's all going well. Nearly there.

I feel like I'm going to fall in a heap tomorrow.

christian

SMS. 17.31. People in my room! – Tom

SMS. 17.34. Push them up a floor – christian

I went to drinks after work for Campbell, Shane’s ex. I really didn’t feel like going, but it was a solidarity thing, for a fallen comrade.

SMS. 17.54. Hey…Do u wanna hang out 2nite…Maybe see a movie? Love 2 catch up and do whatever. Love xx – Jude

SMS. 18.16. (Jude) Kind of…I’ve been sick all week & I’m going home to fall in a heap…So I’ll be home. So come over, if u want, but I can’t promise to be too sparky – christian

Manny came to surprise me after work, but of course I had headed off to drinks. He’d been waiting on the corner of Elizabeth and Bourke, but I’d turned off at McKillop, just before Elizabeth and had missed him. Then he’d been to my place, after which he left a message about heading home. Bugger, I thought. I wanted to catch up with him.

SMS. 18.33. (Tom) Now I’m pissed and heading home – christian

SMS. 18.43. Maybe take a rain check sick boy! Feel better and c ya soon. xx – Jude

I waited at the corner of Spring and Bourke perusing the passengers on the tram for a smiley face, but he’d got off at the stop before to go to Parliament. He called me for a final time from the station and, of course, I was just a short distance away. So we met up after all.

Mark had woofers staying.

Tom was having dinner at the Union with two friends.

SMS. 19.11. At The Union here. Jude wants you to call him – Tom

(Of course, I hope it is because Jude has realised he isn't straight after all. I chuckle to myself at the thought)

SMS. 19.15. I’ve got a sexy Greek boy in my arms right now… – christian 

(I'm always kissing that hot Greek boy)

Hope You’re Feeling Better Today

Hey Christian,

Hope your feeling better today.

That film review we watched where we didn’t know what the old lady had done wrong?  Abortion.

xT

I feel a bit like c*ap, but I’m okay’ish. Getting by. Can’t wait for the weekend to fall in a heap!

Christian

I went to mum’s and had dinner with her and Gill. Gill was busy reminding us that it is her birthday tomorrow.

I’ll hear from you all tomorrow, she said with a big smile, as she drove off.

SMS. 21.48. How are you feeling miss xx – Tom

SMS. 22.09. Okay. But I felt crappy again when I left mum’s after dinner, head achy & a bit nauseous. Now I’m in bed – christian

SMS. 22.12. Tried to talk Manny into coming over to make me feel better, but no. Never have a b/f without a car! – christian

SMS. 22.12. No never! – Tom 

Rather Be Dead Than Fat

Tom was home when I got home. He bought pot over and we smoked.

He said that the anti-rejection drugs that he’ll have to take if he is given donor bone marrow will make him fat. He says he is not going to spend the rest of his life fat.

Aby said that Tom had told her that he had a 1 in 3 chance of surviving. I just couldn’t deal with it with him. I need to feel 100 per cent strong and with-it and together and I’m just not at the moment. Even when he told me about rather being dead than fat, I, practically, told him I’d heard it all before. He deserves way more support than that, even if that particular statement, really, has no response.

It must be really awful, the position he is in. None of us have ever been in a situation even remotely like it. So unfair. Such a hard thing to have to go through, especially when you have fought it once and won.

I can’t be chicken. I have to be strong. 

nice arse

Cure the Fucking Flu

Will get all doc's today and drop off tonight cool?

Cheers

Nick

Thanks. You're a gem.

christian

u are so silly!

Everyday cost u money Chriso boy!

Everyday!

U need a spanking.

Nick

Now you are talking, baby!

christian

Miss!

How are you?

I dropped in at 10.30 but you were already in bed.

Are you alright?

I'm "okay"

xTom

I've got the busiest week of the year, getting the new system up and running, not to mention learning it, all by Friday and I feel like I am coming down with the flu. So, I went straight to bed when I got home.

And it's winter, again.

Lovely!

christian

I hope you feel better ASAP.

You know, I used to take Echinacea liquid and it really did work. I used Blackmores

xT

Boo-hoo poor, poor me! I would have been awake when you visited, however, I was so grumpy last night when Aby asked me how I was... I think I may have been really rude to her. Oops. So it was probably best that you didn't see me.

christian

Everyone has their bad days doll

Tom

I came home and went to bed, battling the flu. Again. Good grief! Don’t you hate it when you have the flu? I know I do? It is just soooo pointless and soooo time wasting. Come on doctors how about a cure? Let medicine prove how far it has come and how good it is.

Cure the fucking flu.