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Adam's getting married. I knew it was coming... in fact, I wondered if he might already be. I knew it was going to be with this girl from Fresno... he's actually living there now. Mom saw Karen today and they were talking; she said if I ever found myself at Fresh Choice in Fresno, that's where he's working (oddly enough, I was just in Fresno last month). If ever I thought a man was perfect, it was Adam. We never had any sort of relationship beyond being friends... but lord, was I in love with him. I remember when we were talking once... he was big into Boy Scouts- his father was a troop leader, and every summer up until he was 21 or 22 he was a counselor at camp. But he was starting to get turned off of Scouts because of their stance on homosexuals... he didn't think it was right. He felt bad because that was something that he and his dad shared, but just didn't feel comfortable being as involved. I was so happy to hear that; I remember being so relieved. He is gorgeous, kind, great with and loves kids, and even let me try to teach him the cha-cha when I was drunk- though I'm sure he was laughing all the while. He took me to Valley River to try to teach me how to drive Lucy, his stick shift. We shared cupcakes during our birthday week (he's a week older than I am). And though I haven't seen him in a year and a half, it still breaks my heart. Lame, huh?