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In 2012 I kept a journal on a deck of playing cards. I went from Bolivia to Adelaide, and then left on my own on a bus to Melbourne to be a comedian. I fell in love and screwed it up several times, and made more bad decisions than I care to remember, which is a bummer, because I've forced myself to. That's what this is.
Saturday, July 28, 2018
Day 46 - November 20th
Day 46 - November 20th
Drinks all day w/ James
Longnecks of Mercury and summer sun
Brilliantly relaxing evening
Bevs with James
Drunk at MIB SO DRUNK
James was like a softer, gentler version of Brodie, whose parents he shared. He lived with us for a while as he mulled over the idea of living in Melbourne and becoming a DJ like his big brother. Brodie was a horrid mess of lies, and from what I can tell is still wallowing around in the same kind of existence now that we had back then. I've not heard anything from James in years, but I'd guess that he's doing a little better – I liked having him around whenever he stayed with us. It actually took me a while to figure out what happened on this day when I read the card initially, probably because nothing noteworthy happened at all. We got some beers, and settled in to drinking them in the sun at our house in Richmond. It was sedentary and brilliant.
PS Brodie if you ever read this, fuck you you never paid me the $400 bond that you owed me. You told me to get it off of your little brother who only lived in my room for a couple of months before everyone moved out of the place. You owe me my bond you dirty little cunt, don't make me tell everyone about the time at Phil's place when you were strung out on ice, shit yourself, then walked your own shit on your bare feet through the house and crawled into bed with your girlfriend without taking a shower. I don't want to describe your pathetic life to people, but I will unless you send $400 in cash in an envelope addressed to Aidan 'Taco' Jones to 150 Capel St, North Melbourne, VIC 3051. It's my old address, so don't bother turning up yourself, just send the money. You can list the return address as 'A Worthless Piece of Shit'.
Cheers.
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