From the monthly archives:

November 2001

You Goth-a Work Hard to Make a Living

November 20, 2001

Most of my desperate job applications of recent weeks are located in the city or surrounding area. To be honest, this was the main reason Adam and I relocated from the Burning Tyres Shire to Sydney’s inner suburbs: a welcome elimination of daily hour-long smelly, sweaty commuter-crammed public transport experiences. Yet as the job market [...]

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Flying Studio Assault

November 14, 2001

Bright yellow sunlight flooded the airport terminal, leading me to curse Qantas’ modernistic architectural leanings. Glass and whiteness is all well and good, but concrete disfigurement is easier on the eyes at 6.30am. A mixture of beleaguered businessmen and giggly women doubtlessly on their way to the Melbourne Cup wearing hats which could easily double [...]

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World War Mel

November 2, 2001

We hurtled through the city’s vehicular arteries, skipping between lanes in an erratic rhythm. The taxi driver’s saliva-stained lips and wide, rounded eyes betrayed his hidden sexual joy for the inner-city taxi gauntlet. We shuddered to a stop that would invoke a cursory nod of technical acknowledgement from most Boeing engineers. I attempted to control [...]

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