Her room mate Tasty was there as well looking very chuffed with herself as she'd found a perfect top to wear to lots of functions that she's got going on this month.  It wasn't my sort of thing but it looked great on her.  It looks like a crocheted top but actually it's made out of paper and then finished with a wax sealant, very strange and funky.  She's probably best to keep away from the smokers wearing that thing...

So after numerous bottles of wine and shit loads of cheese, we headed out to the Barrow Pub which is our scruffy local which we love.  We feel soooo comfortable in there that Cricket was actually going to stay in her sweaty tracksuit bottoms until I made her change....there's scruffy and there's downright untidy - know what I mean!!

Sean was in the pub who is an English photographer that I know, he's pretty cocky and full of himself, but really sweet and good to be around.  Although his taste in women is atrocious, as I found out when I told him that the girl he was talking to was getting on my tits.....well, come on the silly cow was blatantly laughing at Morpheus and Cricket when they were playing a game of pool, as well as lots of sniddy comments.  So I decided to have a word and tell him that I didn't appreciate her comments....only to be told that it was someone that HE was sleeping with....oops, done it again, me and my big fucking mouth!!  Well what could I say, it was pretty embarrassing, he didn't seem to mind though, in fact I got the uncanny suspicion that he doesn't really give a shit about her at all.  Which is rather good news for Cricket and Tasty as there were both enamored with him, to the point where I thought the girls were going to get a bit bitchy, hence forth the "mexican standoff"....uh oh!!   Naarh nothing quite as dramatic but I think Tasty relented as she left home pretty early, leaving that seduction space wiiiiddddeee ooopppeeenn!!

Also I was pretty good last night, due to the fact that I HAD to start the newsletter today and needed a clear head, I left around 2 (yeah, dead early that innit??) grabbed a roast beef sandwich on the way home, scoffed it down in dramatic style and went to bed.  I think Morpheus got in about an hour later, I know this because he fell on me, which of course woke me and as I was kicking the crap out of him, I happened to notice the time...

TODAY
Felt slightly fluffy this morning but not bad considering how many 'Tom Collins' Ayla poured me last night.  That's right I nearly forgot, we're going to her and Kate's cocktail party tonight, you see I CAN go out two nights on a row, thank you very much!!

I was going to run to the theatre and grab the disk but couldn't be bothered and got a cab there and back.  So today was my first official day of working again since the beginning of summer.  It felt great, getting all the articles, relevant bios, head shots etc. for the opening season newsletter.  Although my colleague Sarah irritated me a teensy weensy bit today as she thinks that the newsletter will be totally written by herself and not me....mmmm, I don't think so sweetie, don't get ahead of yourself now....

So I worked until about 3pm, then hit the sun deck as it's fabulously glorious out there, got to get the sun while you can.  No doubt the newsletter will get sent back and forth until finally somebody at the theatre gives it the go ahead...I'm not holding my breath though.  Like I've already said to them Aug 28 I'm off people, back to the UK to have some serious fun with my seriously funny Brit friends.......

We're at the summer house again this weekend, except for Morpheus and Carl who are out on Carl's stag night (bachelor if your a yank!) for Friday night.  Morpheus came up with the idea of hiring a limousine late Friday night, driving to Atlantic City, splashing out on some serious gambling, then heading back in the wee small hours, dropping off various stag friends and then himself and Carl getting back to Fire Island just in time for breakfast.  Now I personally think this is a brilliant idea, dead ladish, thankfully for me not the usual lap dance bar, although I'm sure they have them in Atlantic City, and no hassle of parking, getting cabs etc.

So Morpheus wrote this great email to Carl's mates that he wanted to invite, explaining the nights activities.  So the next day he receives there replies and guess what, there a complete bunch of major wusses, with the exception of one whose wife has a 3 month old baby and basically would have his balls if he went...fair enough girlfriend!!  The others though are just crap, either too tired, don't want to stay out all night, not drinking at the moment or just plain old boring and don't fancy the idea.  Can you believe it?  Jesus Christ, unbelievable, I wouldn't mind but these are GUYS, not girls, even girls would appreciate that sort of night, well, the ones I know anyway.  So poor Morpheus is back to the drawing board, trying to devise a contingency plan for Carl's big night.....

Actually the summer house is completely full this weekend, may even have to double some rooms up, not our little love nest of course, just other peoples.  BITCH and Morgo are out again this weekend, I wonder whether we'll go skinny dipping again?  Hope so, it was great last time.  Also our architect trendy friends Michael and Yoshiko are out as well for the first time, looking forward to them being there.  Not sure if Kiwi Boy is going to return from Detroit or not in time for the weekend, I hope so, he's hardly been there at all this summer.....

Ok so I've got Sean and Cricket coming round later for drinks before we go cocktailing, oh god I've just realised, they'll probably come round right in the middle of "Survivor" and as you know, I HATE being disturbed while it's on, I'll just let Morpheus be the host  while I watch.  So on that note I'm off to begin dinner, finish off more newsletter stuff, shit, shave, shampoo and dress...

Adios people........