May 16, 2002
For weeks I’ve been relentlessly battered with technical information about Adam’s magical knife/screwdriver object his work is purchasing for him. Somehow, no matter how mundane my actions, I’m continually advised that the arrival of this fabled object will be able to enhance my lifestyle. This included everything from eating cereal (“It probably even has a [...]
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May 13, 2002
‘Just going to the toilet,’ I nodded to Adam and Jack; and stumbled haphazardly towards the general direction of the toilets. We’d been guzzling some beers on a warm afternoon, and had taken the brave step of selecting one of the gayest bars in Sydney as the location to do so. The only problem with [...]
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