Wed Sept 20, 2000 - 10:20pm

I just want to wish her Happy Birthday and see what plans she has to celebrate it.  She's much better these days, which I think has a lot to do with Nick her fabulous boyfriend.  In the old days I used to ask her what she wanted to do and as usual she would say "nothing much, just a couple of drinks somewhere", which is ok.  So I would organise the gang (around 7or8 of us then) to meet up at a particular bar before she got there so we could hide her presents and so on.  Anyway she'd come in all flustered and pissed off because she hasn't received any gifts and no one has bothered to call her all day, but you see we were waiting for the evening to make a big fuss.  Anyway by the time she got there she would be so angry that she'd then absolutely hate the rest of her birthday regardless of the fact that we would crowd around her, by her drinks, sing to her, give her pressies etc.  Oh no you have to know Julie, once she got her head on about something, there was no bringing her out of it....you've got to love the girl haven't you.  Every year was the same, it started to become a standard joke between everyone "would she be happy this year or would she be completely nuts"?  I know it wasn't funny for her at the time, and I don't mean to make fun, but the rest of us would always hide because we were scared, but then laugh about it later.  Although it was SO NOT FUN for the guy who happened to be dating her around that time, oh no no, it was pure murder for him. There was this one guy that she nearly beat the crap out of, I don't quite remember what he'd done, but she wasn't happy, I think that's the time when we all hid around this house we were staying in, Nicks parents I think in the country...aaarrh those were the days.  Don't get me wrong Julie is the sweetest person in the world but she's got a bite, a big one as well if you fuck with her.  Apart from my mother she's the only other person in the world that makes me nervous when she's mad, so if you think I'm bad...be warned.

Anyway I know she will be having a good time, whatever she decides to do, I just wish I could be there with her as I have unfortunately missed her birthday for the past 3 years which sucks, then again I'm way out of the firing line............sorry Julie, joke!!

So today I'm working from home which is good because the web boys have sent me there passwords for the FTP site to check out our theatre web page and make amendments.  This is good because I then won't have people from work peering over my shoulder which obviously is annoying and it's not good to annoy a person who is very pre-menstrual and will be experiencing her first cramps any day now WITHOUT for the first time in a long time any pills to dense the pain...so watch out people...

OK I need to go and call my mother, then hit the gym which I haven't been to since last week...disgusting.  Tell me something, why is it that knowing full well I have a my girlfriends wedding to go to, why am I insisting on eating like a bastard at present??  It just doesn't make sense......need to tape my gob up!!

6:45pm
I haven't eaten all day so what am I now devouring at a rapid rate....Pringles, full fucking fat, disgusting.  Don't care, couldn't think of anything else to get quickly enough to shove down my huge gob.

I did my usual run this afternoon then went and sunbathed on the deck with my new mate Tracy.  She's also English, from Essex (aaargh never mind then...) and is a right laugh.  She's typical English, sick witted and swears like a fish wife...love it, just like me.  However she has a better wardrobe than I do which is something to do with the fact that she's in the fashion business along with her husband which makes me dead jealous.  Maybe I'll get an invite to her place soon then I can go and steal all the great gear she's got from her closet...do you think she'd mind???   We were trying to avoid eye contact with Irene who is the local gym pain in the arse, you remember, the one I mentioned the other week that flashed me her beaver, which by the way was nearly bald....oooh please, I'm gonna puke.  Anyhow she comes limping out, cane in one hand, eyeing everyone there to find her victim to prey on.  Thank god she didn't see us until she sat down which is great because if she does spot you then there's no escaping her, she just limps, but if she's already sat down and eyes you then it usually takes her around 15 minutes to get up again, by which time you've scarpered.  I know I do sound mean, but honestly she's just a whiny old gossip mongerer, whereas myself and Tracy are whiny young gossip mongerers...hey our gossip is more interesting than hers ok!  She actually left after about an hour which is not long for her, maybe she was upset that Tracy hadn't spoken to her...yeah that's it, it's Tracy fault she's a bad bad friend.....I know your reading this.

I've just been upstairs to give Luzia some flowers to thank her for finding me my new fabulous cleaner.  I was just going to leave them at the door, but then it opened and I was faced with this beautiful little girl clamped to Luzia's left tit, it took me a back a bit, not something you expect really but then the kid does need to be fed and I'm sure she wasn't too happy about the door going during that time either...well she could of just ignored it, I would of done.

So there you go, that's my day, I think we're out with Professor and Mary Anne tonight as he called before telling me that we were all doing something tonight and that he was sure that I would be mad at being organised.  Are you kidding, I love it when someone else makes decisions on evening events, jesus, it gives me a break!!