Having moved into our own place, Marty and I spent a bit of time apart. There were days that I just needed to get out and I think he felt the same. Much as we wanted to, there was just no going back to what started out so well (at his grandparents’ place).Read more →
Marty and I both interviewed for a job that would see us working in a call centre in the city selling the new Optus broadband / TV packages and trying to sell enough in one street to meet the requirement to install the “box” that needed to be installed in each street on the power poles.Read more →
Coming out of Spellbox one afternoon I saw a girl around my age who was putting on a scarf that was huge! It was one of those really wide ones that was also really long – something that could be wrapped around the body a couple of times and double as a skirt / dress / sarong, etc.Read more →
Broadmeadows, Victoria. It’s reputation precedes it. A nice place to live says some, while others acknowledge that there’s a shadowy corner that lurks around the train stations and “does burnouts on Camp Road”.Read more →
I’ve never smoked marijuana myself but have been in the room with other people when they’ve smoked it plenty of times and from what I’ve been told, the “passive high” I got from time-to-time was nothing like the one you get when you’re the one smoking it.
Thank the gods!Read more →
Living with someone else’s grandparents is an interesting experience to say the least, especially when said grandparents were practically house-bound and didn’t leave without either family or their carer that came every other day.Read more →