Tag: sleep

We got that attitude! – 2nd June 2020

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I am so happy and grateful that I have the chance to go out to the dentist easily. Life is pretty easy.

To-do list

  • Smile, compliment (lie, even!) ½
  • Connect some more ✅
  • Savour something
  • Go to dentist to make appt. ✅
  • Breathing, meditate, sit quietly, positive wishes ½

A much better day today helped by an almost 10-hour sleep. We didn’t do any work at school today yet it passed by relatively swiftly and I had an enjoyable chat with Dylan. I enjoyed talking with Bruce this evening too.

No school tomorrow and I’m not sure exactly what I’ll do though Amy wants to go for a foot massage, which would be great.

The Chiang Rai Alternative Hour #27 – 1st March 2020

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Music from The Cavedwellers, Circus Brekovic, Deerhoof, Descendents, Gregory Isaacs, The Milkshakes, Queen, Didjits, Octafish, Elvis Costello, Emporer Yes, Althea and Donna, The Soul Owners, White Blacula and This Heat.

Weight: 79.0kg
Resting heart rate: 48

Gratitude Journal

I am so happy and grateful for being able to sit on this plane. To be able to afford to visit my friends. And for having a home to return to.

To-do list

  • Meditate on the plane – reflect on these days ✅
  • Please try to stay calm when back ✅
  • Wear mask all day ✅
  • Finish reading book ✅
  • Take some photos

It’s Tuesday as I write. Getting back was equally emotional and equally flat. I felt numb. Amy is angry at the inconvenience that my trip has now caused us. She’s not so much upset with me as upset with the situation.

I drank a couple of whiskies and fell into a deep 12-hour-long sleep. I got up for lunch and fell back asleep again for the afternoon, got up for dinner and then went back to sleep around 9 pm.

Now it’s Tuesday morning and everything still feels flat. The situation with the virus is looking increasingly likely to postpone the WDS tour which meaning losing all the money on our flights in South East Asia. That’s the situation now and what we have to deal with.

Amy and I are stuck at home for another 12 days. I don’t anticipate any illness from the virus so we just have to wait and carry on as best we can.

We got that attitude! – 19th November 2019

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Imagine your 10-year ‘future self’ has just been asked the previous task. He comes back and talks to you. What’d do you think he’d say?

I couldn’t quite answer this question until I asked these two questions of George and for this one he replied “Keep up the good work.” He asked me why I was struggling to answer and suggested the first thing that came into my head.

And that was to stay strong in my convictions because they often turn out for the best. Stay positive even through the tough times. Keep that confidence that I mostly feel because it has proved to work well for me. Remember also to live day by day as if it may be your last. Make it count. Try your best in everything you do. Give your sincere smile to everyone. Appreciate the time you have and make the best use of it. I’d like to think I can say the same thing as George – to keep up the good work.

Gratitude Journal

I am so happy and grateful that I was able to sleep early yesterday and that Amy takes care of cooking, cleaning and washing up for me. I was starting to feel a little under the weather after a day of shouting in class and after coming home and dealing with a gecko I also had time to read a couple of chapters of my book. This made me quite sleepy though and I didn’t last much longer after dinner. I am grateful that I feel better this morning so far!

So no, I don’t want to go to Cuba – 20th-22nd February 2018

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We’re taking an overnight flight to the UK and of course, I slept a lot already.  It’s only in more recent years that I’ve been able to even sleep a little bit on planes.  Except for that one time out of Guangzhou, I was lucky enough to start talking to a girl as we were waiting for departure.  Just by chance, she knew the staff working the counter and wrangled an upgrade to business class for herself.  She was kind enough to come back down to cattle and tell me to follow her back to business class, where there was a spare seat.  Best sleep on a plane ever, and probably the last time I’ll enjoy that too.

Our plane in and out of London is the new A380 and it is huge.  Even for the likes of us paupers, it feels like there is a little more room to breathe at least.  I barely manage to sleep though.

We arrive in London around 6am and the weather has me instantly cold and chilled (not in the relaxed sense at all).  We pick up a hire car, which is amazing but I keep forgetting that it is manual and stall it at every roundabout.  Then we take the wrong lane and exit off the motorway and the sky is grey and the rain is drizzling just that annoying amount to make the wipers screech.  I am thoroughly depressed already.

Somehow the shitty English coffee manages to take off the edge at least for a while.  Just remember not to watch what the barista actually does and just go by taste.  I think I had one half-decent coffee this trip – which is one more than last time I visited the UK.

As we arrive in Brighton the sun very occasionally decides to show itself.  We’re staying at Amy’s university friend’s house and she just happens to live herself on Brighton Marina.  Sometimes I feel especially lucky to find myself in such beautiful places just through the people that I know.

It’s a great little house, and when I say little, I always forget just how tiny and compact English houses are.  And doors – always doors.  Gotta keep that heat in.

Amy has decided that we must eat Indian food on this trip and, as they are everywhere, it’s only a short walk to our lunch.  It’s cold and even the slightest breeze is enough to make us shudder.  We have prepared appropriate coats but there’s still the other bits turning blue.  Luckily the sun decides to stay for a long while and the sky turns blue.  Wait, are we still in England, in February?

Amy’s friend, Bookie, speaks with the typical American accent of her tutors from years ago.  Something that I (or Australia) have managed to change with Amy over the years.  She doesn’t sound English and not really Aussie but at least it’s not American.

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Bookie is married to an airline pilot and he is away 20 days a month and he’s away now, arriving back in the following couple of days for his birthday.  They have a five-year-old son called Kyle and when he comes home from school I’m tasked with keeping him entertained whilst food is prepared.  We have fun playing Star Wars action figures and making up stories.

Later, Amy and I enjoy the comforts of a nice soft bed and perfect pillows.  Back at Amy’s parent’s house, the bed we are sleeping on may as well be a block of concrete – it’s good for learning to sleep on a tiled floor though.  The only downside of the night is I wake up having a coughing fit and end up in the living room for a spell.  Amy is starting to catch it too and her voice is starting to crack.

We wake up again to brilliant sunshine and coffee’d up (instant) we hit the road, passing Arundel castle and some other Olde Worlde buildings.  The history and mystery of England is a little bit magical for me if only the temperature was more appealing.

Heading along the coast we get back into very familiar territory for me, with roads I travelled repeatedly in other glory days.  We soon arrive at my cousin’s house and are treated to a warm welcome of food and central heating, along with discussions about details for my mother’s funeral and some other minor details that need to be sorted whilst I’m here.

My cousin, Sharon and her husband Ken have been doing all the hard graft for my mother and for me, of course, over the last 18 months or so.  I’m so lucky that she has been here and willing to assist with everything.

It still doesn’t seem real that my mother isn’t here to talk to, to show pictures and to keep updated on the minutiae of everyday life.  I feel sad about that but not overly emotional.  I keep wondering if I’m going to sit down one day and have a big cry.  Maybe.  I’ve upped my dose of antidepressants recently, in preparation for my big life move and it’s likely they are helping keep things smooth for me emotionally.

Another coughing fit just after going to bed sees me again relocating to the living room until I’m on the verge of sleep when I return to bed and later Amy wakes me with coughing of her own.

The weather is excellent again and even though it’s cold there’s little wind to bring in the chill.  We drive back to my hometown and go to the bank where my mum and I have a joint account and sort out access for Sharon to deal with expenses etc.  Amy and I spend a little more time walking around, returning again for pizza at Piccolo Mondo, once my favourite pizza ever, not so much these days though, it’s still good though.

We take ourselves on a country drive as I search out Bulbarrow Hill.  I love this place.  It sparks that mystical quality of olden days more than some of the other places scattered around the south, even more than Stonehenge.  It’s a fabulous view and the sun’s rays break through the scattering of clouds.

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I have time to scoff down some more home cooked food, that Sharon says isn’t to her usual quality but it tastes great to me.  Bring on the cheese, potato, garlic and butter anytime!

I’m off for a quick catch-up with old school friends Rupert and Murray, though we barely have time with our busy schedules.  A quick couple of pints and it’s time to head off on our merry ways, and I am feeling quite tipsy.  That is until I open the pub door and the cold wind blast instantly sobers me.  This forces me to reminisce quite clearly the many many nights spent walking home from the pub, or the local football club, or the school field where we huddled around a couple of cans of beer and maybe a fire.  Those days were either hell fun or hell shit depending on my mood and what was going on around me.  I miss the good bits.  A lot.

Edit:  Could not stop humming this tune during these few days – https://youtu.be/xk2QbCDRP0U

What’s Cool and Unusual – 28th April 2009

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call-out:

‘FOREVER THE MOTION’
An Audio Visual Collaborative Collision
Featuring Robyn Wilson, Jack Dibben, Anthony Garvin, Jordana Maisie, Kirin J Callinan & Morning Stalker

Sunday 17 May 2009

Black & Blue Gallery
302/267 – 271 Cleveland Street, Redfern

View of Courage is proud to present ‘Forever the Motion’, an audio visual collaborative performance featuring a unique cluster of highly progressive Sydney-based artists and musicians – Robyn Wilson, Jack Dibben, Anthony Garvin, Jordana Maisie, Kirin J Callinan and Morning Stalker. Incorporating original compositions in music and sound design, video art, costume and movement, just 100 tickets will be released for the event, one that is set to be a cataclysm of intense visual beauty and aural splendor.

Each individual creative holds a solid grounding in the Sydney art and music milieux, with a diversity of backgrounds that lay rich the context from which the forms and messages of the evening will transpire.

The key performance ‘Forever the Motion’ will feature Robyn Wilson (vox, costume, movement), a multi-disciplinary artist and musician who grounds the conceptual basis of the headline performance, as her personal journey shapes it. This project embodying the next evolution in her ongoing fascination with the marriage of audio and visual practices into one momentous, multi-dimensional experience.

The original score also features the composition and performance of musician Jack Dibben (guitar, live fx), whose superb experimental approach invests heavily in a unique, improvisational sound aesthetic. Plus the remarkable Anthony Garvin (live fx, sound design), whose production expertise brings a transformative ability to process and shape sound as it is created.

The video element of the key performance will feature the new media and electronic artist Jordana Maisie, whose interactive approach, exemplified throughout her video and sound works, will underpin a temporal association between the aural, visual and physical realms.

The nature of the piece has a basis in continuity and cyclical progression and the correlation between expressive media and artistic interpretation.

Across five immediately consecutive movements, the performance elaborates experiential abstractions of the process of self, in action and progression. It attempts to explore the inherent balance of impetuosity and inevitability in our decisions and the ways in which they ramify. Highly personal in its motivations, ‘Forever the Motion’ extrapolates the subjective mapping of an emotional experience in terms of transferable universals: black and white, sound and silence, light and dark, perfection and defacement, stasis and motion, shattering and coalescence. These pairs are not binaries but continuums along which the five movements flow gesturally and conceptually.

The blurring of roles, boundaries, media and authorship, that underlie the examination of process and progress enacted imbue ‘Forever the Motion’ with a vitality and originality that places this special collaboration in an interesting position in the Sydney art scene.

Also featuring on the night, as an epic solo act, will be the strikingly distinguished, increasingly prominent Kirin J Callinan, a captivating musician-performer, of eminent Sydney band Mercy Arms and the explosive incidentalists Fashion Launches Rocket Launches. Beautiful, stirring, undeniable – Kirin is a vital figure in the current Sydney creative landscape. His approach to his shows “offer me a gig, I’ll give you a performance” speaks for itself.

Plus experimental, ambient soundscape 3-piece Morning Stalker made up of Morgan McKellar (guitar, live fx, vocals), Simon Oh (bass sax) and Marc Chomiki (drums) will lay forth the first layer of aural carpet throughout the unique and splendorous space of Black & Blue Gallery.

There will be a live sound and video recording captured on the night, to then be produced as an independent audio visual piece due for release late-August 2009. It is with great pleasure for View of Courage to announce that the sound recording will be mixed and mastered at Studios 301, Australia’s most prestigious recording studios.

TICKETS TO THE PERFORMANCE

$20
Includes entry, liquid alcoholic refreshments and a limited edition print featuring concept essay by writer Bethany Small

Strictly 100 tickets released Monday 27 April 09 at www.viewofcourage.com
Purchase via the View of Courage online store

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A ZINE ABOUT GRIEF! (Title TBA)
Needs Contributors

We want to make this zine because in this culture, we only talk about death when it crahes into our lives. Fuck that!

Please send us your experiences, ideas, questions, remembrances, etc. Words, pictures, anonymous contirbutions all welcome.

Possible topics include:

– How have you mourned?
– How can we support friends who are grieving?
– Favourite comfort food recipes?
– Worst, or best, cliches about death/loss?
– How is mourning gendered?
– How does grief change over time?
– Whatever else you want

Send stuff to Sandy (deadline june 7) at:

42 Merton St, Rozelle, 2039 NSW

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tue 28

dirty shirlows
32 shirlow street, marrickville
$12 8pm ALL AGES

the network, robotosaurus, hospital the musical, yeah bears

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wed 29

paint it black
86 enmore rd, newtown
8ish free ALL AGES

lynch (+more?) live and acoustic in the shop!)

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thu 30

jura books
440 Parramatta Rd, Petersham
7pm $5 ALL AGES

Its time again for a Jura acoustic night.

This Thursday (30th) at 7pm. Costs about $5 maybe. Or just a donation of sorts. There’ll probably also be some Comrade Brew to spend all your money on. Oh and there’s books too. Buy shit, there’s no better feeling.

Kitty in the Well are definitely playing.
http://www.myspace.com/kittyinthewell

And.. if you want to play let me know, or just show up and play songs. Or scream shit. I want some fuckin’ intense spoken word def jam poetry shit going down.

There also might be curries to be eaten. If no curries, at least there will be soup. Maybe a tom yam. But I just made that last bit up then so maybe not tom yam.

Everyone bring instruments and be prepared to throw away all the super punk diy cred you been saving up all these years by partaking in hours of singalongs covering classics such as nirvana, grinspoon, jebediah, spiderbait and foo fighters. I might even pull out some Creed just to fuck with you all.

Yeah, come. If anyone can play Death to the Apple Girls on guitar then definitely definitely come.

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thu 30

Boutwell Draper Gallery
82-84 George Street, Redfern
0293***
info@boutwelldrapergallery.com.au

Originally from Perth Australia , KID ZOOM has definitely become the one to watch in the Australian street-art scene. Combining precise technical ability with tongue in cheek subversions of pop iconography, his work is not only attention grabbing, but innovative in it’s use of medium.

In his first Sydney Solo Exhibition, Kid Zoom will create a unique site specific mural installation directly onto the walls of Boutwell Draper.
Come climb inside Kid Zoom’s mind for a night…”

Opening Night
Thursday 30 April 2009
6-8pm

Showing until 23 May 2009

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fri 1

jura books
440 Parramatta Rd, Petersham
6pm

-> May Day party for the grand re-opening of the Jura Library! The Jura library has been closed for two years. Now, after dozens of working bees, and thousands of hours and dollars provided by volunteers and supporters in the Jura community, we have a beautiful new library space! For photos and more about the library check out http://www.jura.org.au/library . Come and party with us, read books, and plan the revolution. >> 6pm, Fri 1st May.

955***
http://www.jura.org.au

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fri 1

“The Place To Be”….. Darlinghurst
105 Crown Lane
10:15pm – 11:30pm

GALLUCCI

Swing by and hear ‘227’ played AAlive start to finish, with Mr Corcoran now re-imagining basslines on the B3. Stick around after to work on your free-throws. Usually our prac spot, ‘The Place To Be…’ is situated on Crown Lane in Darlinghurst – behind Bill & Toni’s, at the basketball ring. Museum Station is nearby. Get in touch if you’d like this explained more clearly http://www.diepunkdeath.com Ciao for now.

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fri 1

Black & Blue Gallery
302/267-271 Cleveland Street
Redfern NSW 2016

Thomas Jeppe
Take The Edge Off
May 1 – 16
Opening Friday May 1, 6 – 8pm

Gallery hours Thurs to Sat 11 – 6pm
Other times by appointment

T + 61 2 969***
W www.blackandbluegallery.com.au

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sat 2

Brackets and Jam
Lake Munmorah Community Hall
Lake Munmorah, Central Coast

The (temperamental) Pocket
Crashing Planes
4pm start

All Ages community afternoon, with craft stalls and drum circles and fire twirling etc. Run by the community.

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sat 2

11:00am – 3:30pm
Pyrmont Bay Warf
Sydney Harbour

LOOK AT ME, I’M ON A BOAT on SATURDAY 2nd of MAY 2009

Hospital The Musical and friends will take you all around the Sydney Harbour. Please visit Hospital The Musical’s Myspace to purchase tickets $25

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sun 3

-> Join other Sydney anarchists marching together in the May Day rally – look for the red and black flag and/or bring your own. We’ll gather on the eastern side of Hyde Park fountain. >> 12pm Sun 3rd May, Hyde Park.

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sun 3

FISH MARKETS R coming up Sunday 3rd May… time to BOOK a table. limited space,
A place where u can $ell/ trade/ buy/
what people made> published>recorded< grew< themslves.
1-5pm on the 3rd MAY in Newtown
so u can still do everything else L8r!
WHAAAAT!!!!!

Co$T is a donation to the/ community space/gallery
Live folk music from the black rose shop and a *jaffle* cafe provided by the TuTu collective!!
Hope to see u there cos its getting cold and i havent had a jaffle for yearsss!!

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sun 3

Black Rose Anarchist Library & Bookshop
22 Enmore Rd (100m from Newtown Station)

At 2pm on the 3rd of May Black Rose is having another delightful acoustic night! Playing will be Magnoliaceae and Camilla Hill (with more to be confirmed). Entry by $5 ono donation.

w: www.blackrosebooks.org
open:
Thursday & Friday 1 1-7
Saturday & Sunday 11-5
Accessibility: There are three steps at the entrance. The toilet is not easily accessible.

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sun 3

Clifton School of Arts
338 Lawrence Hargraves Drive
Clifton NSW 2515
Sunday May 3rd 2:30-6:00 PM
$10 at the door (kids – whatever)

A Slow Rip are an improvisational trio steeped in their love of Krautrock, Musique Concrete, Drone, Post-Punk, Prog and Jazz. Since 2004 they have created 7 CDRs of material, the best of which was compiled onto the 2008 Endgame 2CD release “For The Time Being”. This is their 3rd live performance. Tommy Tugboat – Top Secret Project #2 is a performance by one of Australia’s most respected sound engineers. Although the details must remain hush-hush, we expect frivolity and stern discipline in equal measure.
Bring A Cushion!!! [there’s no seats]

Getting There:
Train: From Sydney Central departing 12:40, arriving at Scarborough 1:56. From the Gong trains arrive at Scarborough 12:42 and 2:42 so, if on the early train, you may want a refreshing beverage at the Scarborough Hotel. It’s a short walk north to the venue from the station.

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sun 3

jura books
440 Parramatta Rd, Petersham
6pm $10  ALL AGES

daniel striped tiger, bare arms, circuits, epitomes
(+ vegan dinner!)

jura – 955***
http://www.jura.org.au

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ANIMAL LIBERATION FUNDRAISER

What: Movie (Earthlings) + Dinner (Vegan Thai restaurant Peace Harmony)
Cost: $20 (incl. dinner + donation to Animal Liberation)
Where: Animal Liberation HQ, Level 9, 32 York St, City
When: 6:30pm, Monday May 4th

(EARTHLINGS is a feature length documentary about humanity’s absolute dependence on animals (for pets, food, clothing, entertainment, and scientific research) but also illustrates our complete disrespect for these so-called “non-human providers.” The film is narrated by Academy Award nominee Joaquin Phoenix (WALK THE LINE, GLADIATOR)  and features music by the critically acclaimed platinum artist Moby. For more information, check out http://www.earthlings.com/). 

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just a reminder that i’ll be overseas from monday may 4th.  i’ll be scheduling the updates with what information i have before i go and will add anything i come across when i get chance/internet access.  if you have something on that you want added to the list try and let me know before this friday. 🙂

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09.33 – Can I buy a couple of hours of sleep somewhere?

*Hey…….. – 12th August 1998

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Email with TLJ

T: it seems i can’t send to your csc.com.au account – but you seem to keep sending from it, and i keep replying to it then getting “can’t deliver your mail” and other crap messages like it.
having fun?

S: Maybe you’ll have to send back to csc.com instead of hitting reply – they’ve moved the internet mail server – so I can’t use my internet mail account anymore because the messages come straight into Notes at work! Don’t know why that would affect you replying though.

T: great idea – we can meet somewhere if you want – though i’m really bored already and it’s only 2pm! didn’t go for lunch cause it’s at Bar Broadway and i’d rather be antisocial than smell of smoke! also, i’ve already got lunch and can’t afford to buy it anymore. tell me what you wanna do.

S: OK how about meeting at our place at Milsons Point? One of our servers crashed today – I’ll tell you about it later
Hope yr feeling better sweety

T: i replied to your email about the mixer but don’t think you got it. i said you should make them pay for the mixer if it’s damaged. how much is it worth?
hurry to see me cause i’ve got nothing better to do. i’m going to start typing out the minutes of today’s meeting already!!!!!!!!!
also went to see john colville about getting a written reference for my comp prac work, but he wasn’t in – will try later.
tell me what you’re doing tonight and i’ll meet ya ok?
love ya to bits too! tlj

T: how come no email from you yet?

S: You have very high expectations, young lady! I emailed you this morning. Anyway, how about you read all the old ones first!!!

T: i might be able to see you tonight if I can be bothered to stick around.

S: Don’t try TOO hard sweety!

T: anyway, had to come in early to print out the minutes of our last meeting and the weekly timesheets – now i’ll find
out about all the hassle Kim went through to get you guys to fill out your timesheets – you must have made life pretty hard for her.

S: Kim is great – a pain in the ass but great!

T: my meeting’s at 10am, but i don’t think anyone’ll be there til 11 anyway.

S: Take control – kick their butts – tell them you are leaving at the scheduled time and that everyone must be prompt to get anything achieved!

T: well, i hope you’re feeling invigorated today after a great painless night of sleep.

S: Slept in HJ’s bed – feels much more comfortable – I will check out the price of new Queen size mattresses today.

T: i’ll catch up with you later.

S: You better!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

T: if you want to meet

S: Yes!!!

T: what time and where?

S: Wanna meet in the city – go for coffee – maybe Crow’s Nest or something – or just here somewhere and I’ll lift you home via Shauny’s new recording studio.

T: i’ll mail you if i can’t make it.

S: Just make it.

T: got a tummy ache.

S: Shauny-san rub it better. Is it that time of celebration again (full moon)

T: see ya soon?

S: Oh yeah!

There will always be someone bigger than you – 7th July 1994

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Now is later and last night went okay in the fact then I managed to relax a bit. Unfortunately Broni had lots of work to do which kept her going till late.

John-boy’s bought himself a motorbike and hadn’t told Sarah he had it, so last night she came round and John crept outside while she was in the kitchen to go and start the bike (and show off his prize new possession (or penis extension as I called it!)). Unfortunately it wouldn’t start and took about 40 goes to kick it over. With each kick his ego shrinking! John bounces right back and is embarrassed about nothing really.

Tony Newton, the landlords agent, came round tonight to talk to Julie. Apparently he got the tears and everything. He also got her video player as a deposit against money she owes. Ha! She’s not a very happy girl and though we do feel sorry for her we would like her to be somebody else’s problem, and she’s the only one who can do anything for her.

Had a chat with Michelle tonight too and she’s pretty sound. Very straightforward and, I like this word for someone, nice! Also had time to sneak in some ballgames up at the park, with a mad dog running around, slippery tongue a-dangling, on speed or something.

Broni and I eventually, together, slept like babies wrapped in each other and woke this morning light beaming in the windows of our hearts. And I wish I could sit and write more and talk in depth about emotions and feelings but time is not here on my side just now (I do still work eight hours a day!).

One day I want to write about every single person I know – a brief summary of what they meant to me. One day, along with all the other things.

I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike – 29th March 1994

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Sunday – lazy day – with the one hour lost we didn’t really wake up until midday. We bummed around the house til we made a decision (!) to go bike riding.

The weather wasn’t as nice as yesterday but was okay. Quite cold to start on our bikes but we put our hoods up and braved it. We headed for the Branksome Chine woods and threaded our way down to the beach through beautiful trees and paths. It was bitterly cold at the beach but we cycled along to one of the other chines and up that. Our first real leg tester! As we came up to the top of the hill it became warmer and we made our way home through lots of backstreets and woods, passing by some of the biggest houses we’ve ever seen. We had stiff limbs and sore bums after our first bike ride of the year!

Hurray for random images found on the internet.

Time seemed to run on fairly quickly and before we knew it the evening was upon us. It was brilliant that it didn’t get dark until about 7.15pm. Everyone was in a good mood. Broni even washed the floor, now looking shiny and new.

We watched a video about the Australian rainforest (Lamington National Park) where Bronwyn has been! It looks beautiful and we thought we may have our honeymoon there. We curled up into bed late and fell asleep quickly. Our love to keep us warm.

Happy birthday Rob!

Monday morning caught up with us and we wandered our merry ways to work. Coming home was the best thing. Broni’s eyes lit up when she saw me and she dragged me upstairs and devoured me sensually.

We went and got our passport photos done for our visas. Then I dropped my sweetheart at Kerry’s as she was going out to a meal with her and a friend. This left me with a few hours alone so I carried on writing up my story which is coming along well I think.

Broni came home happy and cheerful. We finished our visa forms which really stressed us out – by now it was time to sleep. We slept magically! Hey, you know Broni actually sang in her sleep yesterday night! Weird!

Oddhamshaw Style – 21st February 1994

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Oh, what beauty I wake with, wrapped in her smooth tentacles.  A delight to behold in hazy mornlight.  A flicked switch lets us ten minutes more ponder dreams just dreamt and what’s in store.

When finally eyes open full through sleepy dust Sandman left, I rush towards her lips to welcome the new day.  Soon sadness takes her as she prepares her head for the assault of new studies.  I humour her softly and we both understand.

My day away from her is frantic and if adrenaline could be tapped I’d sell you a barrel.  When our paths cross once more she is chef and smiling in anticipation of our evening ahead.  This cold old blown night sees us streaking off to pump iron with guys who’ve pumped iron too hard.  We opt for more gentle affairs as rowboats, cycles and steps set our hearts a-booming in our ears and we leave satisfied we’ve fit ourselves in ten short minutes – but we are properly happy this first hurdle has been taken.

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Dinner on laps we watch skaters ice skating for medals decided on some pompous judges opinions.  Who shall so decide what is best?  Let’s value each and every performance for what it is.  I enjoyed it all, not caring about placings or pride.

Now my Broni sleeps dog day tired while I write away and wonder what else I may do.  I do not wish to disturb her so I may just slide down beside her once naked and light turned off.

Goodnight dear reader; I hope you, too, find happiness as I.