Monday, January 19, 2004

Rachel called me at last. We met up last night and went for a drink in Bar Room Bar in Hampstead. She looked good and conversation was easy. We seem very similar in some ways. But there doesn't seem to be anything there. I get the feeling my imminent departure is a problem. At least that's what I like to think - because otherwise I have to admit the possibility that she may not fancy me.


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