March 7, 2003
I realised with some trepidation yesterday that I’ll never have a loud, raucous buck’s night, seeing as I’m never going to get married. Y’know, that’s something I’d really like to do. Sure, Adam and I could skip, uh, gaily down the twee gay marriage path. The idea doesn’t really get me going, though. I’ve been [...]
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December 30, 2001
Since my parents learnt that Adam was more than a flatmate and I was more than a sad individual leading a futile girl-less life, he’s been embraced wholeheartedly as part of the family. Christmas and birthday presents are now flung enthusiastically his way each year, with increasingly larger and more expensive items being mailed to [...]
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