June 10, 2002
At least there’s no longer that niggling hindrance which requires me to individually track how much each employee of the company I work at knows about my personal life. Adam’s either a ‘flatmate’ or a ‘manfuck’, depending on how much the person involved knows.
However, at some post-works drinks last week, one random staff member playfully [...]
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June 7, 2002
Adam and I are now happily situated in our new apartment – all moved in without a problem.
Initially, we were fascinated by this building: everyone here is so friendly. It doesn’t matter who you travel in the elevator with, they’ll be more than happy to share their clubbing plans for the evening with you, explain [...]
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