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Going home after lunch. Telling, not asking.

An afternoon nap and orgasm. Exactly what I needed.

Games night at Sarah’s. It was nice to meet Brett and, as mean as it sounds, seeing married couples be snappy with each other made me happy to be single.

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Went to the cinema on my own for the first time.

Nailed the hangover. So prepared. So smug.

Bought the appropriately named lipstick I wanted. And another colour too. Obvs.