The Lister Building, Victoria Street East

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NIKON D70 - 1/50 sec, f3.8 at 25mm

This may well explain a lot of things to some of you, but when I was 13, the spastic my father sent me to a Psychotherapist on Tuesday mornings in the Lister Building on Victoria Street East. I don't think I went more than 10 times to see some chick that had a head shrinking practice there. I can't remember her name now or exactly what went on in there or even why the skinny sack of festering dung thought I need to go there. I do remember there was a lot of yapping about the skank Jacqui Rollerson (the harpy bitch). I also remember there was lots of waiting in the waiting room too.

I walked by the Lister Building on my photoblog wander on Saturday. Oddly enough the Lister Building still smells the same now as it did back then.

I think the best part of seeing the shrink was the bus trip home. I had to walk up to Symonds Street and catch the Eastern Buses service back to Pakuranga College. That was a bit of an adventure for a kid like me.

The curious thing is, 25 years later, I'm easily the most normal, adjusted, happy, contented and well rounded individual of all the players in the farce that was our lives back then. And you all know what a weird difficult freak I am to be around. Just imagine what the rest of them are like and think to yourself you are lucky to have me and not them!

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Posted: Thursday, 7 July, 2005 18:53

Captured: 2005:07:02 12:36:21

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  • But you are a nice weird difficult freak in your own special way.but i still like the name i give you geek
    Debra - Sunday, 10 July, 2005 9:21

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