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[rick_man]

Every once in awhile, I'll dust off this journal and reread past entries of my own or sometimes past entries of friends, entries that have spoken to my heart and soul, entries that despite the pain they stir and reawaken, I do not wish to delete. I find myself doing this more and more often and yet until tonight, I had no desire to write in my own

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[jason__isaacs]

Personally I think you need a beer mate, but then I've always been known for over simplifying things.

[rick_man]

Is that an offer to buy?

[jason__isaacs]

Hahahaha why not, I can always use an excuse to drink more.

[rick_man]

Where are you, mate?

[jason__isaacs]

I'm in London with a very beautiful woman, where are you?

[rick_man]

Anyone I know?

I'm in London myself.

[jason__isaacs]

Great, well we should have a pint. And her name is Yasmin.

[rick_man]

I'm game whenever you are. Ah, is it serious? *smirks*

[jason__isaacs]

hahahaha, well not 'serious' yet we met just over a week ago but I'm liking where things are going.

Great well I can always find time for a pint.

[rick_man]

Good luck to you, mate.

Splendid. Tomorrow night?

[jason__isaacs]

Sounds great. See you tomorrow.