It was the morning before the morning before Christmas
And all though the office
Not a creature was stirring
Not even an optical mouse

...except for the technical support team still on graveyard shift after everyone else has packed up and gone on holidays for two weeks!

Happy Christmas everyone.

David and I just saw in the New Year standing in the middle level of Home nightclub, with a view of the Darling Harbour fireworks obscured only by bodies writhing, transfixed by the spectacle or just trying to stand up. It struck me as odd that I was spending this moderately significant moment in a room in which I knew only one other person. But ( Read more... )

Brisbane 27°23’S, 153°7’E
Wed 21st Sept - Sun 25th SeptBrisbane, while enjoying the dubious distinction of being the capital city of Queensland, is characterised by at once maintaining its justifiable stigma of being a provincial backwater and also exuding a pleasant sense of modern affluence. The big corporates have been lured in recent years by ( Read more... )

Arguably the lamest return to Livejournal ever

Does anyone reading either live in Brisbane or know it well enough to suggest where a gayboy, visiting from Sydney, should go out this Saturday?

simr2105 (at) hotmail (dot) com

An Interview with Surry Hills’ Notorious Feline, Diva Totcha GomorrahI wait at the courtyard table and sip a glass of Stanley Dry White, fresh from the cask, despite it not yet having past ten o’clock in the morning. I have left on the table a serve of her favourite dry food in an attempt lure her up there. Sharp witted, Totcha carries with her a ( Read more... )

spaced_in’s new kitten has provided for us a seemingly limitless font of both entertainment and frustration. Nick was tempted to name it Hommus - as it was rescued from a Lebanese restaurant and was quite likely destined to be an ingredient in the famous dipping sauce of the same name - however he saw fit to label it something more, umm…camp(?). Her full ( Read more... )

My period of journal absence has actually been a rather pleasant one considering I have had to go to court, been re-acquainted with my old friend sunburn, seared my toes on my soldering iron and just been generally poor. But then, the court appearance went rather well (I still have a licence), a tan is appearing under a veil of flaky skin cells, ( Read more... )

Heaven forbid anyone drive on a freeway in order to get from A to B in minimum time and with minimum fuss ( Read more... )

So I walked in the door of volacious_gus’s unit at three-thirty on Sunday morning and said to him, “I’ve had a very journal-worthy night, including a ride with two rather cute constables”. Gus, who at the time was neither fully awake or particularly volacious, was only slightly more perplexed by this statement than the one I had given him in a similar situation ( Read more... )

Cha-Cha laboured up the grade, burdened by the weight of my luggage and the accumulated grime of a hard and fast 1600 km journey. Engine buzzing at five grand in second, the car was as desperate as I was to crest the Blue Mountains, the final geographic barrier separating us from our journey’s end. At the top, although I only could gain but tiny ( Read more... )