the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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19:44 + 25.11.2006 = enjoy this [cheese] with crackers.
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if this relationship succeeds, surely i am fated&slated for a malfunctioning liver.
last night, in between his front-of-the-house duties and my free glasses of beaujolais, he asked in his rapidfire-way, "SoWhatIsThis?AreWeDating?HaveWeGoneOnEnoughDatesToBeDating?...No.WeHaven'tSleptTogether;WeCan'tBeDating.Yet."
when he returned from one of his duties and i'd had another halfglass of bjlais, i leaned over and said in an awkward accent, "we're s����� dating; you don't even know..."
he chuckled.
and, i went home and slept well.
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comments?? --->[thisaway]--->[[looks to me as though there are...]]---> 0 repercussions thus far
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[prologue] *** [epilogue] ***[plottwist!]
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