Let me give you a run through of last nights events.........

As you know I was feeling a little bit weary yesterday, due to Thursdays antics.  However Cricket was still feeling very sad and after she called us last night, Morpheus felt duty bound as a friend to go over and keep her company.  He must of thought that I was a bad person because I wasn't really in the mood to go round, however, he didn't realize that I had already spent most of the afternoon there.  It wasn't because I didn't feel bad for Cricket, I was just tired and a bit grumpy, and don't particularly feel that I should pass my grumpiness onto anyone else....

Well, the next thing I know is that I'm having a blast with everyone which included Runyon Bay, Jim (Cricket's adorable admirer), Jill (Cricket's friend since she was 12) and Dan (Cricket's neighbor).  We were all hanging out drinking, smoking, and of course participating in party favors, when suddenly Cricket asks if she can plaster cast my tits.  OH YEAH BABY!!  Anyway I completely refused, so then she began to pick on the guys to do it.  In the end we decided to SPOOF for it, and guess who friggin well lost.....
So the next thing I remember is lying on my back, whilst Cricket and Jill slapped sloppy plaster cast onto my tits.  It felt cold and heavy on my chest, but good at the same time.  Once the gunge was on, Cricket drew back the screen so that the lads could have a look (very embarrassing).  So I laid there for 20 minutes while it dried, while Cricket fed me wine from a straw and lit up my cigarettes.  When it was completely set I had to sit bolt upright quickly whilst holding on to my cast, then once upright I removed it and passed it to Jill to take and inspect under the brighter kitchen light.  It looked pretty good, I guess, if you like that sort of thing.  It's my bust inverted, so that you just see two round molds and then two extra inverts which are my nipples.  I didn't explain that very did I?  I'll take a pic and put it on the page.....

FOR WHAT REASON I here you all saying.  Well Jill's boyfriend is an artist and sculpture, so she was taking the cast home for him to burnish with a metal I think and show it in his gallery.  She's going to get one done for me and send it from Philly.  She was a really nice girl, absolutely beautiful face, similar looking to Uma Thurman, except I'm sure Uma doesn't wear knee high socks......crazy girl!!!

So there you go, that was my Friday.  After the casting session was over, we continued to drink way into the early hours.  Well at least myself and Runyon Bay did, everyone else had crashed out on various couches.  He's a really good bloke Runyon, not like your average run of the mill guy.  He loves to talk about couples and how they met, he loves funny women, he loves the thought of being married and eventually having kids.....hey girls, one to grab I think.

So we're at home stuffing our faces with Kentucky Fried Chicken and mashed potatoes......bad people we are, listen though I'm not eating salad when my head feels like this.....no chance people!

I'm reading a great article in the Sunday New York Time magazine headed "The Electronic Fishbowl" which talks about people in their homes with cameras strategically placed throughout the house, so that every waking moment is being recorded and sent out through tv networks and the internet.  It's a great article, and it seems to be a growing fad, not just "Real World" anymore, but normal, everyday people, showing their life and daily routines to millions of people all over the world.  Jesus can you imagine how annoying that would be.  I mean the series that they talk about in the article in Holland, literally EVERY room is equipped with well placed cameras, so that you just can't hid. YES, even the bathroom.  Christ, can you imagine the chronic constipation you would get, rather than have the whole world view you, while your on the throne!!    GROSS!!