On the way to Melbourne

April 25th, 2002 by kartar Leave a reply »

the way to tomorrow to do some work and go to my friend Sal’s graduation. The Victoria Police, in their weird but infinite wisdom, have decided to make her a cop. Which fairly brave of them because she’s scary even without a gun and they’re going to give one to her. So that’ll be a fun night. Me and 400 hundred newly minted police officers in a confined space – fuck I find even being around small groups of police officers makes me nervous – a whole sodding room of them going to be very weird. Also my scary ex-girlfriend attending and even after repeated messages passed to her to “build a bridge and get over it” she insists being a nutcase. So I’ve got another evening of pretending to look straight through her and being duly ignored in return. I mean I’m not asking for much – just be civil to one another and say “Hi” and then talk to other people. None of this uncomfortable evasion and blind eyed thing. Too weird for me in my old age.

Listening to: the cat chasing an insect and Lu watching Crazy/Beautiful.

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