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But Not Tonight Adam has come and gone. Surviving a three hour journey home during the blackout on Thursday. Harrods. Shopping in Soho. The London Eye. Wagamama. Camden Market. A curry in Brick Lane. Laughter. Cofee on Neal Street. Good times all around. I was really, really sad to see him go but at least I have a Lance Bass lip gloss to remember him by. More on the whole thing later . . . Lee and I both weren't feeling very well this morning. We took the opportunity to call in sick and then went and opened a joint bank account. I got to check the "living with partner" box under the marital status category on the form. It all felt very adult. Tonight = Nevermind the Buzzcocks, "Made," and then deep sleep on lovely clean sheets.
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