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Thank GOD for that, £2.73 is a small price to pay to be rid of those flaming ads!

So ends another day. Night night.

Meet Juliet, the comet shubunkin!

Best I could do, she wouldn't keep still. She's a tiny little thing and I will NOT be surprised if Alan has murdered her while we sleep. She seems to have taken to Madeleine and follows her around a lot, which is nice.

Today I have been wined and dined by the Gay Boyfriend at an all you can eat Chinese buffet. Nice. I also purchased two M&S bras in the sale for £9 each, reduced from £20. This is the Bargain of the Year and I will not beat it.

Male Party Friend has invited me round tomorrow night to look at his tank and baby guppies. I showed him a picture of Juliet and he thinks she's lovely.

So the question now is: how do I seduce this man into marriage? And what else can we talk about for the next 25 years if not fish and tank set ups and ammonia test kits and fin rot? I'd look to my own parents for inspiration and guidance, but all they've talked about for at least the last 10 years is what channel to watch and where to go on holiday. Nevertheless, this is the normal life I long for and plan to procure for myself 24 hours hence. Then all my worldly problems will be solved. Won't they?

An important announcement.

I may buy a new Julian today.

Nothing will help me move on more than a replacement for the fish that never was.

Story of my life!

I shall try and find a calico common and name her Juliet.

If I don't find the perfect fish, I shall be coming home empty handed, apart from a bottle of dechlorinator and bag of bloodworm. Yum.

I depart on my adventure....now!