When I woke up this morning I forgot that I had quit smoking, because it feels like someone parked a truck full of angry circus gorillas in my lungs. They’re angry because their trainer got drunk last night and left … Continue reading →
The Underbelly series is all well and good, but seriously, their new Australian period crime drama ‘Squizzy’ looks like Boardwalk Empire filtered through a mobile phone stand that was evicted from Belconnen Mall for being too tacky.
Okay so I just announced the blog on facebook, so now more people than me and Tessa are looking at this so here are some are some feel good thoughts — the sort of home spun, folksy wisdom you’ve come … Continue reading →
An afternoon of firsts! First shift at work having now stopped so instead of rolling a cigarette on the bus when it gets to La Trobe Street its just a bit of vigorous pants itching. No cigarette after, just a … Continue reading →
Second night of bad sleep in a row. Yesterday I woke up with some sort of weird cold/allergy thing. The night before had very vivid dreams, all about cigarettes, and woke up a lot, also thinking about cigarettes. I’m actually … Continue reading →
“Spade’s thick fingers made a cigarette with deliberate care, sifting a measured quantity of tan flakes down into curved paper, spreading the flakes so that they lay equal at the ends with a slight depression in the middle, thumbs rolling the paper’s inner edge down and up under the outer edges as forefingers pressed it over, thumbs and fingers sliding to the paper cylinder’s ends to hold it even while tongue licked the flap, left forefinger and thumb pinching their end while right forefinger and thumb smoothed the damp seam, right forefinger and thumb twisting their end and lifting the other to Spade’s mouth.”