From the monthly archives:

August 1999

I Don’t Think I’d Buy Any Medicine From Bob, Though

August 31, 1999

I was crook yesterday. One of those odd one day things. (Why do I always get these on weekends when they could be used as a perfectly legitimate day off?) I had some Herron and that fixed me a little. (For those who don’t know, Herron is basically the same as Panadol, except Hazel Hawke [...]

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The Way Tourists Should Be Informed

August 30, 1999

Well, down here in Geelong right now, it’s the Annual International Conference for Christian Booksellers. *non-commitally blows party whistle*
If I worked at Tullamarine Airport in Melbourne, I reckon I’d wait at passenger terminals waiting for passengers to come off the plane, then feed them completely wrong information about Melbourne. Thus…
My Tips For Foreign Tourists Visiting [...]

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Homeless Disco

August 29, 1999

As a bigtime Jim Beam fan, I was most happy to see at my local Coles:
* Jim Beam Marinade
* Jim Beam BBQ, Steak and Chicken Wing Dipping sauces
* Jim Beam Mustard
* Jim Beam Pancake Syrup
And I’m not making these up…
I was walking past Sanity in the Bourke Street Mall this evening. Now, like most music [...]

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Maybe He Was Going for Reverse Psychology

August 20, 1999

Last day at my current job, the uni. As predicted, I didn’t get a ’surprise’ night out like most people do who leave our work. However, I was wrong when I predicted I’d get a cake – I didn’t. I did, however, get something a bit better. They gave me a big South Park framed [...]

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Of Course I’m Important, I’m the Tag Lady

August 19, 1999

One more day left at the uni I work at, then I’m outta there. As I mentioned yesterday, I’m still predicting that I get no surprise party like most people at our work do, just a crap card.
Actually, my boss took me aside today and said that he’d be prepared to give me quite a [...]

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From a Pack of Idiots I Feel I’m Smarter Than, to a Lot of People Who Are Smarter than the Idiot I Am

August 18, 1999

I applied for a new job the other day – and I got it.
My current work, the uni, have been quite good about this. Ms Superiority who I have in the past viewed as 50% ally and 50% formidable bitch, showed her true side today when I told her what was happening with me. She [...]

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While I’m at It, I Might Take Some Classrooms as Well

August 17, 1999

I don’t think I’ve really written much in my diary about Photocopying Man, who does all the photocopying for us, and not a hell of a lot else. I guess he does our banking and posts our mail for us too, but I never really see him do it. He’s sort of the well built [...]

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CityStink

August 16, 1999

If you don’t live in Melbourne you’re most likely unaware of the hullaballoo surrounding the newly opened tollway, CityLink. It sort of annoys me that the media were picking on CityLink on every available opportunity, and now that it’s open, they’re licking CityLink’s arse (probably hoping for gold passes or something). Uh, I guess really [...]

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Same Time Every Year Event

August 14, 1999

2 days ago at work:
Ms Superiority: Why can’t you idiots just be more efficient sometimes?
Reception Bimbo #2: We are efficient!!
Me: Yeah. It’s just that we’re only efficient when we go home.
I went on a student exchange to Japan around 4 years ago, and I was just looking back at some of the brochures and stuff [...]

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I’ll Be Sleeping in a Puffa-Jacket Doona This Time in Ten Years

August 10, 1999

My parents got a new doona for their bed. It’s got too many colors. It’s not really the sort of thing you’d want to wake up and see – you’d sort of be like, ‘Oh God, so bright… might roll over for five more minutes.. mmm … zzz’ A friend of mine once commented that [...]

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