April 17, 2002
I’m strictly not a slave to the ways of coffee.
Coffee was never something I’ve taken a particular interest in – in fact, my incompetence at ordering brunch-related beverages has become quite well known. Deciding one day to face my fears, I hazarded a step into a Starbucks outlet, and as if the coffee-related hustle and [...]
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April 8, 2002
Adam and I are battling to raise the funds for a move out of this suburb. We’re sure we can find somewhere which is close to the city, yet doesn’t generate that slightly nagging feeling whenever we pay the rent that in one year we’ve paid enough money to finance several cosmetic surgery operations.
Well… at [...]
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