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Monday, July 19, 2004

I'm not sure why everyone in Britain was driving around the M25 at 6:45am this morning, but despite that, I managed to get Lisa to work for 8:20am, which wasn't bad considering we left ten minutes late (I know, I could hardly believe it myself - the two of us late for something, it's unheard of). But that's the advantage of listening to Nik Kershaw's greatest hits on the car stereo - it spurs you on to reach your destination as soon as possible. I did my best to sing along to "Wouldn't it be Good" though, as we're going to see the man live in December (no, he's not dead), and I don't want to look stupid. Though I think Lisa's planning on wearing a snood, so I probably have nothing to worry about.

Anyhoo, I'm currently back at Lisa's flat, where I've just had a very nice nap on her bed. It's so much easier to sleep when she's not in it. I'd give a detailed report on our weekend together, but frankly I'm not sure it stands scrutiny. With all the fresh air and exercise we take, it could get boring very quickly. The highlight for me however, was going in for a kiss on Saturday night just as Lisa came out with the words "Another two weeks and you'll be old". She has a way of sweet-talking me like that.