Reasons you will hate me

Friday q and a #93

Home again for Friday q and a's, preparing to sneak into Melbourne for a friend's wedding and then back to the glamour city for the Dirtbombs on Saturday night. Shhh, don't tell anyone I was in that sweet southern state, even for a moment...



I'm tired and achey and just want to crawl into bed and listen to Sparklehorse. But no, first we must attend to these here Friday questions...

magical_m said...
"Must-have qualities in Sydney suburb - big trees, above-par range of dining establishments, close walk to Ultimo, oversized park nearby for Bob Ellis, halfway decent pub free of fucking gambling equipment and braying chaps in cable-knit sweaters shouting about their benz, a cinema, old ladies keen to share dining tips and talk about art."



I do believe that the Newtown/Erskineville area fits all your requirements. The only flaw I've ever found is the failure of many owners to pick up after their pooches, resulting in a constant skipping-over-poop method of walking.

Yes, but that is a rather large flaw indeed. I abhor irresponsible dog owners as even though the thought of chasing Bob Ellis' lovely bottom around the streets with plastic bags and a screwed up nose makes me feel slightly ill in the stomach I would much rather that than be a part of unbeautifying my neighbourhood with dog mess. PICK IT UP, FOLKS.




*remains in Surry Hills*

isaidtoyou said...
hello hello.. am enjoying having you on the radio.
i spent 2.5 years out of inner west and in slurry hills (on crown st its merry self.) i am back west but i miss the shakespeare, the cricketers arms, the cardamom coffee from mint and the bakery. its a nice spot between the inner west and the east.

glad you are enjoying sydney.. and honestly just live where ever you can find a home- tis all to hard these days.

Isn't the Sydlee rental market ABOMINABLE? I feel rather terrible for ever making a racket about Melbourne and aren't rentals expensive and isn't it heinous having to pretend you like real estate agents even though they're younger than you and you would have beaten them up in school etc. I am currently sizing up the prospect of paying through the nose for a place that may not fit all my books. Appalling.

Ben said...
It is rather lovely to see Q&A again. Mind you, the reason it was gone for so long is because you are becoming A Star, which is even more lovely.

If you or anyone else is interested, http://newmatilda.com/2008/02/06/who-will-be-next-gg%3F


Any comments on the article would be appreciated, as they increase the illusion of a large and admiring readership.

Are you at all insulted by the idea, being spread about re: the US election, that women "should" support Clinton, cos she's a woman an' all too, without regard to the merits?

While you've been away I've taken up impro. So we're both undergoing personal growth, in our ways. Also it's my birthday tomorrow and I just lost my job. I'm not saying this for you, but a lot of people, I know, come to this blog solely to find out the details of my personal life.

Gracious what unforgiveable blather.

OK, I'll put this question which I put to other people recently:

If there are five great American adult-oriented cartoons of the modern era - Simpsons, Futurama, Family Guy, King of the Hill and South Park - what order of quality should they be placed in?

Gosh but you're good at self-promotion. I enjoy your work very much, and happy birthday for some weeks ago.


In answer to your two questions, a) I am indeed insulted by the idea that I should support ol' Hillary since she's a gal (by this logic alone I will also be throwing my weight behind Miranda Devine, Condoleezza Rice, and Ann Coulter) and b) Family Guy, Simpsons, South Park, Futurama, King of the Hill. I know it's blasphemy to put FG before Simpsons and without Groening there would be no Macfarlane etc, but seriously. The show is fucking genius.




More on American politics:

Andy Pants said...
"Are you at all insulted by the idea, being spread about re: the US election, that women "should" support Clinton, cos she's a woman an' all too, without regard to the merits?"

To be fair it's just as prejeduced as the idea that African Americans will be inclined to vote for Obama just because he's black.

Personally I think the whole emphasis on race and gender is just a big distraction from a lack of any concrete policy direction. So I'll just content myself with the fact that I'm not an American (despite what the level of media coverage makes it seem) and hope that whichever candidate they choose the democrats emerge victorious.

A question directed to anyone who feels like answering...

Don't you find it strange that the race and gender politics in the coverage of the selection process are being placed side by side?

To me they are completely different issues. Only one of the democratic candidates is really a minority after all. Isn't the treatment of Hillarys posiible candidacy as some sort of rare and unusual event based on her gender more sexist than the fact that a female candidate hasn't been considered up until this point?

Moreover, is a society shaped by it's political system or does a political system reflect the shape the society it's supposed to represent?

I didn't really have a point. Just trying to get some peoples ideas.

I think you're probably right Andy, though to be honest I haven't been following the American presidential race with much demonic fervour as I've been far too busy enjoying the words 'Prime Minister Kevin Rudd' in the paper and wondering aloud where Alexander Downer might be eating lunch on any particular day. It's going to be interesting to see where they end up and how much money is blown in the interim and how many ghastly photos the media can employ of Hillary Clinton resembling Jim Carry from The Mask.

Ben said...
I agree Andy. I only focused on the female thing to get Ms Fits' feminine viewpoint.

My main worry is that the Democrats will lose, since the Republican candidate will be McCain, who is not just an old white man, but the oldest whitest man on earth.

Older than George Burns in 18 Again? My, that really is old.

Andy Pants said...
"I agree Andy."

Well, I don't think I really have a strong opinion on the whole debate. The only thing I would say is just that the idea that whichever candidate is selected will dramatically reverse prevailing prejeduces, might be overly optimistic.

But then again perhaps I might just be too cynical.

Then you belong on this here blog, young man. Let us rejoice in our sneering pessimism together and spit on the ground with gusto.

Cath said...
Oh Ms Fits, I do love a tea towel. I have purchased them from wherever I may travel and find such that delights the fancy. I have a gorgeous pink one from the Tate Gallery, and a chic little Swiss one with cows on it (Oh those Swiss are so wild!). What are your favourites?

ps I would so love a tea towel of some boy-loving.......

Actually, I just purchased two rather delightful Town Bikes tea towels when in Adelaide recently and I adore them, not least because they make me feel closer to my best friend. They also have appliques of raw steaks on them and I think that's just marvellous.


I have other favourites, but it's really quite difficult to get past two men engaging in robust anal intercourse when you're drying your pots and pans.

Anonymous said...
White it is nice to have you on the Radio, what are the odds someone (ie: you)can convince Robbie he's not the Lord of All That is Musical, and entertainment would be better served if he could sell his sperm\facial hair to a nice lesbian couple and using the profits to Bring Back the Myf?

Also, could the Doctor be sent on a holiday to give you a chance to show some more character on air?

As much as I enjoy engaging in banter/feedback about my morning employment on this blog, there's not really much chance you'll find me passing harsh judgement on my co-hosts. For one thing, I find them absolutely upstanding, honourable and supportive gentlemen who have made my transition into this particularly odd new phase of my life much easier with their wonderful ways, and for another if I thought badly of either of them the last place I would air my dirty laundry is on here for the world to see. I am a lady STOP LAUGHING UP THE BACK.

Anonymous said...
it has been an absolute pleasure having you on jjj this year. at long last they have employed a female with a personality and a brain .... and a mighty witty brain at that.

just one thing, robbie buck, as much as i like him .... he still thinks he is hosting his own show and you and the doctor are his special guests.

ah, i suppose it's a hard habit to break .... and i shouldn't be so harsh ..... hopefully he'll ease off a bit soon.

Thank you Anon, and I appreciate that people have varying opinions of all three of us - believe it or not there are those out there in the radio audience world who find me utterly insufferable (I know, I find it difficult to digest too) just as Robbie divides listeners and Lindsay could probably produce a handful of people who think he's a twat. You can't please everyone.

Reader of things said...
Hi Marieke,

Can you let me know that book you recommended on 1st Tuesday late last year? The one which Martin Amis writes as for Harry Potter?? cheers!

PS Good job on the breakfast show - The Buckster needs a good kick in the teeth though.

Oh, that's called Pistache and it's by Sebastian Faulks and I found it via the rather dashing Book Grocer. It's a very easy read. Enjoy.

Kaleu Big said...
Thank you for your words, it makes Fridays brighter, and gives me eyes smile, hence I am over cum with questions

Glad to hear you are skating smoothly on Sydneys shores

Now to me asking

Do you sometimes dress as a magical book nerd faerie? If I caught you flying tinkerbell like, I would have you in a jar beside my bed (indian cricketer), to read story to those unable to rest . Do you read Fantasy, if so which?

Do you follow Italian politics?.It is very entertaining, Berlusconi and his skin

Thank you for your question regarding history lady, she does this to herself because she is an experiment .She is giving so that others may grow, boobs that it. She is the human xmas tree of years, feel free to take some from her. Tell her Kaleu says it’s good

Does the humidity assist your perspiration in sydley, I would suggest a wearing a white singlet without a bra, for no reason other than the camera

Do you give directorial suggestions or take them, is this a no sibling thing (with respect)?

And finally you talk byutfl arse, truth is beauty

a) That depends on what you imagine a magical book nerd faerie to dress like, Kaleu. If you picture her in floral dresses with a slightly furrowed brow and a penchant for wringing her hands when she talks, then yes. If your imagination extends as far as sparkly wings and the sort of fluffy pink legwarmers young ladies most certainly shouldn't wear to rave parties then ABSOLUTELY NOT.



b) What's Fantasy? Do you mean as a genre? Not especially, though I never say no to a book. Not least when they've bought me dinner first.



c) I follow Italian politics for this woman only:








d) The humidity does indeed assist my perspiration in Sydlee, though I find your clothing suggestion somewhat suspiciously lewd. Cheeky.





e) I am offensively bossy, though I am trying hard to allow myself to be pushed around by others. Yes, it is a product of being an only child. But then so is a relatively firm self-belief, an unwaveringly idiotic notion that I'll one day star in Jesus Christ Superstar the musical, and an undying devotion to my folks. So you take the good with the bad.

Dr Strangeglove said...
Will the Bloodnut and Hamish Blake ever have a run in on air?
If not, why not? it would make good radio.

Also, will you please put Robby Fu\\Buck in his place and tell him he is neither The Talent, or even a talent?
A poster of a dildo would be more entertaining and probably serve more function.

PS: Can we send erotic and other enlightening teatowels care of JJJ? There is a place here in Canberra that sell a Kama Sutra set.

1. I wouldn't say so, no. Neither strike me as particularly vicious types. Although give me five minutes alone with his girlfriend AND I'LL SHOW HER SOME KIND OF SMACKDOWN*.









2. You are entitled to your opinion. You do realise he hears that kind of stuff all the time, as do I? I shan't pass on the dildo comment; I do hope you don't think poorly of me.




3. Oh, yes PLEASE. The more erotic and enlightening the better. It may even force me to stay indoors playing Suzy Homemaker a little more.





* Not really. I'm a pacifist. And she seems very sweet for someone who has stolen my life partner.

wobbles said...
So much career advice when quite clearly the fitsprint for mistress of the universe is advancing well.

And how exactly would one go about requesting a flag bearers role under this dominion?

Oh dear, I'm not really aiming for that sort of thing. A nice house somewhere green with a goat and a pig and a donkey and a boy in tight black jeans will do me just fine, thank you. You'd be better off waving flags for Sarah Blasko. That lady's going places.

Tim said...
Have you managed to bump into any of the "Sam" bloggers at Fairfax? There must be at least a dozen of them. I still can't work out why people hate Samantha Brett so much. I did try and run an-anti Fairfax blogging site for a while but it wasn't really me and not really my place seeing as I was once fired by Gareth Powell (only internet oldies would know who he is.)

I don't 'bump into' anyone at Fairfax since I merely provide word-type business and email it on in every week and unless they decide in their infinite wisdom to invite me to some sort of Christmas party drinks then I'll carry on being anonymous and private.

clara bow said...
top o' th' morning. i'd also like to solicit some real estate advice from your and your merry band, please. i am thinking with decreasing idleness about upping sticks from london to melbourne and would really like to know where a youngish, bookish, drink-loving, gig-going gal like myself should put down roots in your lovely city. prerequisites include good pubs for reading in (preferably with a generous choice of board games, too), somewhere within cycling distance of the CBD, trees & grass, and a local caff that does a bang-up veggie fry-up of a sunday... oh, and relatively affordable for an amateur sell-out. thanking you (all) in advance for any wise counsel...

You'd be wanting Collingwood or North Fitzroy or Clifton Hill, miss. Obviously I'm biased since I've only been out of Smith street for three months and I ache for the place, but you've got the beautiful Gem Bar, the Ilk, Rosamond, Cavallero, Veggie Bar...o, I miss my home town.

Fenz said...
Andy Pants said...
Also... Newtown fucking rocks.
As long as you don't mind the ominous ever-present sound of planes flying overhead.


I don't, actually. It reminds me of the war.

*love*

Also, I live in Brunswick and would second moving here, it's a gorgeous place to reside.

*poke*

Of course, Brunswick! How could I forget. Ray, the Retreat, Small Block, A Minor Place WILL SOMEONE TAKE ME OUT FOR BREAKFAST IN MELBOURNE SOON PLEASE.

gottlieb said...
"work up a fine sheen of perspiration"?, horses sweat, men perspire, women....(you).....glow.When does the book club return, and do you still get a run?

The book show started back up last Tuesday and will be returning again first Tuesday in April. I absolutely 'get a run' since these days all I have to do is walk downstairs and into the studio instead of flying on a shiny plane and losing three quarters of a day.

karen said...
No real question Fitsy - I just wanted to stem the Putting the Boot into Bucky tide. Poor old Robbie. Is this why there was a weekly throwing stuff at Robbie segment on JTV?
Oh wait, I changed my mind about asking a question, I only heard half the interview with Win and Regine Arcade Fire, did it happen to end with you all declaring their first show at the Enmore one of the greatest concerts ever and a declaration that you all want to move to Montreal and take up the hurdy-gurdy?

I didn't see the show at the Enmore, but the live recording is truly spectacular. I'm kind of new to the Arcade Fire and most of the youthfully exuberant musical acts 'showcased' on young person's radio, so wading through the playlist each morning has been quite the learning experience. South Rakkas Crew make me want to head out on a shooting rampage, but most of the other stuff is reasonably inoffensive.

miczl cycle said...
Dear Ms Fits, regarding the hope that Kevin will not f*ck everything up like a big pancake on the ceiling;

.. recently Billy Bragg on 3RRR said that twelve months from now we will all be screaming "JH ii get ye behind me" etc, but the crucial thing is to never become too cynical. (For cynicism is the enemy of political change and involvement.)

Do you have any hints for preventing outbreaks of rabid cynicism in one's brain or heart?

thanks, michael

Yes, I read a great article somewhere recently sombrely declaring that given time Australia will 'do a new Labour' and Kevin will be like Tony Blair and bit by bit we'll all be hideously disappointed. It's probably true to a degree, but for the most part I don't let myself get too dragged down by THE END OF THE WORLD IS NIGH business as every now and then something rather glorious like Sorry Day will happen and you can see tiny specks of good in the world again. There are fine folk in there, interspersed with the ambitiously soulless fucktards. Carry on believing, friend.

richwell said...
Um, perhaps nsfw, and perhaps read well after breakfast. Did you know squirting had fired up so much interest?
http://jezebel.com/351263/shejaculation-or-how-i-learned-to-stop-worrying-and-love-the-gush

Dear me.


'I have no idea why my body chose that moment -- in the middle of a reverse cowgirl with some dude I'd just met a few hours before -- to bust out its new parlor trick'.


That's a fair story to read at a reasonably early hour, sir. I wasn't aware squirting had 'fired up so much interest' (amongst whom? Vaginal Fanciers Anonymous? Drought-stricken country Victoria?), but it's certainly a descriptive account of a somewhat startling between-thighs physical occurrence. The more illumination with regards to lady business, the better.

Anonymous said...
You are a bitch. What do you have to say about that?

I don't think it's particularly true, to be honest. I may possess many attributes you find irritating and indeed can behave appallingly on the odd occasion, but I try to veer away from being an outright cunt. You are entitled to believe as you wish, but I don't know you and nor do I really care what you think. That's what I have to say about that.

Confused of Brunswick said...
Dear Ms Fits
I do love your political and whatnot opinions, but i hope you won't mind if I reintroduce the Agony Aunt element into Friday questions (good on you for making Friday Q&A intermittent on an as-you-feel-like-it basis, by the way. You are the boss of this blog, whatever the occasional whinger says!).

Anyway, my question is:

My long-term bloke has, over the last six months, started having what I think of as a relationship crisis-of-confidence every three weeks, like clockwork. We have what I THINK are three good, happy weeks -- but every third weekend (like this one) he declares that he's "confused" and "not sure he's happy", withholds sex for a week but refuses to talk about what's wrong.
We are married; we've been together eight years; I'm 27; he's my best friend in the universe. In short, I'm not very well equipped to imagine adult life without him as my boyfriend.
These are possibly two separate problems -- but if the first progresses to a bad end, I will have to confront the second.
So, questions: I know I should be focused on figuring out what's making him unhappy; but if that involves confronting some fundamental flaw in our relationship (and possibly, if he thinks it'll make him happy, ending it), i'm not sure i wouldn't rather carry on pretending all's okay and struggling through these regular crises. Is it pathetic to want to be with someone who really, heart-and-soul, doesn't want to be with you? Am I just delaying the inevitable? Will it be harder or easier if he gets up the guts to leave me in five years' time? Also, male readers, what is the best response to a boyfriend who doesn't want to have sex? Obvs nagging/pleading/humiliatingly blatant flirtation does not work. What should I do??

Although it's possibly the thing you least want to hear, I'm not sure holding off the truth about the flaws in your relationship is the right move. If he wants out, it's better for him to be honest and start the long and sad process of letting go rather than you living in fear for the next however many years with most likely the same inevitable outcome. If you're able to sit down and confront the difficult realities, you're at least existing in a real realm. An awful business, but ultimately more accepting of consciousness.



More advice from well-wishers and other nosey parkers:

richwell said...
Please don't take offence, Confused of Brunswick, but the regularity of the boy's reticence could be a clue. What else is going on in your lives then? Something stressful at work that occurs every three weeks maybe? Boys are prone to little understood biological rhythm's.

Really? So the lack of sex could be related to some kind of staff meeting or performance appraisal? The poor darling, I had no idea.

gottlieb said...
C of B, as a male in a long term relationship, I too have withheld sex,actually a couple of years now!, doesn't seem to have affected our caring relationship for each other............does it matter that I'm 62 and sex is not whats its cracked up to be..........not now anyway.

I do so appreciate and admire the wide range of commenters and readers RYWHM seems to be attracting these days. Are you withholding sex for emotional reasons, gottlieb? Or simply a distinct lack of interest? Relationships wax and wane when it comes to making the spicy slap and tickle - I'm of the firm belief that if you can experience magic with someone's tongue in your mouth you're set for life.

Ben said...
I am Confused of Cranbourne; is Confused of Brunswick married or not? She says "I am married" and then calls him her "boyfriend".

Not to ignore the real problem, but it's really distracting me.

I have no idea what to do with a man who doesn't want sex. I've found the only successful way to deal with a woman who doesn't want sex is to drop the subject entirely.

Does this really work? Just...stop talking about it and bob's your uncle? I had no idea it was so simple. Millions of gainfully employed sex therapists are no doubt shaking their fists at your word-sky as we speak.

Withholder said...
How many times can you watch your favourite movie before it becomes so tedious and predictable that you'd rather watch the latest Michael Bay/Jerry Bruckheimer blockbuster?

Well, it's the same with sex... I too have withheld from my beautiful, now ex-partner with whom I shared an affectionate and loving relationship. But after several thousand times, it's like aided masturbation without the ability to be selfish. I wished so many times that I could be selfish, only occasionally (10% of the time would have done) and had my way, instead of labouring away to produce her orgasm before climbing on to then produce my own. Obviously it'd be only fair for the selfish sex to be reciprocated in equal measure on other occasions... but the point is put aside any of your own needs and focus entirely on his (even when that is a quick passionless experience devoid of foreplay or tenderness) and he will most likely be much happier to indulge you on the next occasion.

Boy, that's very clinical and dry...I suppose everyone has a different experience of sex in a long-term relationship. I notice that we're all focussing on the sexy stuff rather than the emotional tumult our friend in Brunswick is experiencing. I say sort out the difficult talking and the sexual situation will improve. Just my two cents.

Anonymous said...
Is there a podcast of the show? All the cool kids have one.

I don't think so, but then we're not particularly cool. There are 'highlights' somewhere online, apparently. Listen at your own peril.

squib said...
What am I, chopped liver?

I asked loads of invigorating questions like where did you get that dress and can you still wear Lou Lou after you turn 30?

PS. Alan Brough is WAY cuter than Hamish

I do beg your pardon. I occasionally miss questions as I am peabrained and easily distracted by looking at pictures of boys on myspace.


Today the dress I am wearing comes from Dotti and yes. You can wear LouLou FOREVER.




p.s. You are mentally impaired. I say this in the nicest way possible.

delirious said...
I think I am falling madly in love very quickly with a wonderful man.

I could almost explode!

*bursts into Hopelessly Devoted*

*small woodland creatures flock to her side*

*butterflys flutter by*

I know...it's extreme but I DONT CARE

Oh, that is absolutely lovely news, delirious. Good for you. Enjoy every dizzying, intoxicating, rollercoastery moment - what you're experiencing is rare, and should be chewed, swallowed, devoured and savoured with every last shred you possess.

Mad Cat Lady said...
??
is it Alan brough?

Is what Alan Brough? Who? The man in the photograph above looking slightly less attractive than Hamish Blake in one humble blogger's opinion? MORE INFORMATION.

Another Anon. said...
When's the next anonymous comment/confess your sins post coming up...?

It's been too long between drinks.

Your suggestion has been noted. I shall dust off the ol' horse next week.

Romeo Montague said...
Thanks, it's always good to hear the opinions of others regarding ultra personal writing, I find. Her name wasn't really Cherrie Blossom, it was actually even more ridiculous, but I don't want to be sprung by a self-googler.

I had intended to go through, chronologically, all the loves of my life up until the present. Mostly in an effort to exorcise some demons that have haunted me lately, and learn to laugh at it all again. However, that's a good twenty years worth of awkwardness, mistakes, love, hate, marriage and divorce to get through before it's up to date.

Have you ever undertaken a project with such a long term goal?

Yes, but I am notoriously fickle and will grow tired of a project mere weeks after taking it on. I'm not sure if it's my Geminian nature or the fact that I'm yet to find something that will hold my interest for long enough to make it worthwhile, but I am constantly surrounded by the ghosts of projects that Never Were. Plenty of fine and half-baked ideas though.

lfe507 said...
Wow! You are a clue in the SMH Omega crossword! How proud are your parents?!

Possibly not as proud as they were the day I announced on radio that I'd once had a threeway in their bed, but yes. Impressed regardless.

Anonymous said...
fits I just saw you on the telebision!

You seemed rather underwhelmed by M. Morello

You mean Tom Morello from Rage Against The Machine? Less underwhelmed and more been-awake-since-4:30am-and-dreaming-of-bed. Soul-destroying fatigue can often come across as lack of interest/poor manners. I really should look into developing a crack addiction.

Anon said...
Ms Fits, a question:
How to get over a broken heart? I mean really broken -- lying-on-the-floor-dribbling-wine-playing-GoBetweens-records-and-weeping-for-six-beautiful-years broken. Please how can I fix it?

Oh, you poor love. I experienced a humdinger of these last year and was literally walking into walls with grief. It was truly spectacular and debilitating. Sadly the only thing to do is continue on playing those records and knocking back the wines until that tiny, split-atom moment where you feel yourself exhale and one small part of your heart ceases its incessant throbbing and you realise that you will eventually be able to exist again.


Also: friends. Clutch on to your friends and let them carry you until you're able to stand.

Ms Anonymous said...
Thanks for the myspace links, t'is always lovely to source out new musics.

My question... is of the agony Aunt variety. I've noticed that your best friend Gabi and yourself are very far apart lately. My own best friend/comrade/surrogate-sister and I have recently found ourselves states apart in this damned vast land ourselves, and often it is so devastating when you can't pop over for tea parties and the like. We are rather avid fans of things like Scrabble and Balderdash! and play them via the interwebs regularly, just as we would when we were merely a suburb apart, and we have regular phone dates, but of course it is not quite the same and sometimes I find myself not reaching out when I am ill and things like that. Aside from wearing a rubber band on my wrist and flicking it whenever I do silly things like not remaining in communication, do you have any advice to help shake the sadness so it doesn't drive a wider gap, if you know what I mean?

If my thoughts have not connected to my keyboard bashings legibly, I have a simpler question: what are your thoughts on animals as confectionary? I am thinking of Furry Friends, Freddo frogs, Caramello Koalas and friends. Some people I know have serious issues with it, but only if they are of the gummy lolly variety, chocolate immortalisations of animals they are ok with. Clearly this is an issue that begs deeply probing social commentary.

Many curtsies and thank-yous.

With regard to sadly being away from darling best friends, I recommend a) daily phone contact, and b) a pact of never being physically apart for longer than six weeks. That month and a bit in the interim can be a fucking killer, but when you race towards each other and hold on tight and smell her familiar smell and realise that life is worth living it is WONDERFUL.



As for animal confectionary, I've never thought about it. I must consult my vegan colleague, although history suggests he'd struggle to give a shit. What is so upsetting to your friends about a poor old Caramello Koala?

kat said...
This is what I long to know: are Melbourne and Sydney really so different? I read an interview with Wendy Harmer – or it may have been or Judith Lucy – and Wendy or Judith claimed that the difference was as follows. In Melbourne when they do a gig, all their friends come and afterwards will tell them they were shit, while in Sydney no friends will come but afterwards they’ll call and tell them they were fabulous. This leads me to assume that Melbournites are bitchy and cruel while Sydneysiders are lying airheads who speak like middle aged British socialites. Is this true, or can you regale us with a more fitting analogy?

Also, did First Tuesday Bookclub not come back this year, or do I just keep forgetting to remind myself to watch it? If so, can you ask the ABC Gods to make it a weekly event? It’s easier to remember that it’s on that way. Thanks heaps.

1. Wait...Melbournites are bitchy and cruel? That doesn't sound like my people. As far as I can tell from my limited time in Sydlee it is a very different town, but I'm yet to really differentiate between it and Melbourne outside of all the nice men walking around holding hands and the offensive task of queueing for restaurants. Oh, and the fact that you can go to the beach during your lunch break without being hit over the head by a mugger and catching sea-AIDS.



2. See above - yes, 'tis returned. I'd love to make it weekly, though seeing as how we're already struggling to finish two books a month I can't imagine them amping it up and setting a more cracking pace. It's not the MS Readathon and NO-ONE IS SPONSORING US, YOU SEE.





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Okay, that's part one. I'll try and address the remainder of the questions over the weekend. Do please try to go easy on yourselves...lots of deep breaths, oceans of calm. Leave your questions for next time in the comments below. And so on, and so it goes.

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