Archive for September, 2008
Aster called me today.
I said “Hey man.”
“Hey”
“How are you?”
“Urgh... Hungover.”
“Heh. No kidding. What happened to no drinking so much when you go out, huh?”
“Yeah that went out the window with the first pot. I fucked a fat chick last night.”
“Wha
09.13.2008| fucking stories | Kurt Robinson
There's this girl on MSN, I think I know her from Myspace. Every time she comes online I hit on her really tactfully. No wait - that's not right. Tackily. I hit on her really tackily.
She must have thought I was desperate or something, because she introduces me to her friend Maria. I'm no
09.11.2008| antics | Kurt Robinson
2 am. I got off the train and walked towards the entrance. Then I saw a familiar face. Matt O'Haid... I knew him from high school. He was more built now... seriously. He looked like his arms had more strength than he knew what to do with. The kind of guy you'd be glad to be on his good side.
09.7.2008| antics | Kurt Robinson
I took out my phone and took a photo of us both on a street corner in Melbourne, my arm around her, with us both smiling widely.
Lou said “Let's do something we've never done before!” I thought of how she used to always say that to me, when she was my girlfriend, when I lived in Maitland. O
09.4.2008| antics | Kurt Robinson
I get to work, say hi to Alena and start making calls.
About half an hour later she starts telling me about her weekend. Some friend of her boyfriend's went out with them on sunday night. They were out at some pub in Raymond Terrace. Well, he's not really a friend of her boyfriend's. More lik
09.1.2008| antics | Kurt Robinson