2003-10-23, 10:53 a.m.,

There's something so absolutely heartbreaking about getting up in the morning and being so comfortable and warm in bed next to a soft skinned sweet smelling lover who fits everything about you just perfectly. Someone who sleepily rolls over and tells you not to get out of bed yet because they want to hug you.....And then you have to get out of bed to go to work.

My girl was having a grumpy night after a very tough day so we went out for drink, fantastic conversation that can only come from her, a bit of ahem** shopping in a cheeky little shop on Oxford street, and then dinner at 9:45 p.m. at this teeny tiny little Japanese place that always gives you so much food and it's so good and so so cheap.

It was all very spur of the moment and all very lovely and by the time we got home, my girl had that beautiful smile on her face that I adore so much.

There's this fantastic exhibition going on this weekend at the Australian Museum on death and all the various customs surrounding it, the biology of it, basically everything you could ever want to know about death and dying. It looks quite fascinating and although I've had a few friends keen to come with me, it seems this weekend (being the last one before the big Halloween party) may be a bit of a tight squeeze. But I may just go alone anyway......

check it out:


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