Thur Sept 7, 2000 - 11:50am

Yes we went out last night with BITCH and Morgo, but it really wasn't their fault, in fact we wrapped up the evening with them around 10:30pm.  But, as usual we hadn't had enough, so we called Professor and met up with him and Peter at Barrow Pub, drank a few Jack and Gingers then headed (for absolutely no reason whatsoever) over to Slims which was empty apart from a couple of long haired floosies and their sad dates.......

So I think we got home about 3am....naughty naught!!

So I checked, yet again my bank account yesterday and it's looking very bleak.  I really should feel ashamed of myself as the reason it's in such a state this early on in the month is basically because I HAD to have that blasted Burberry bag.  Honestly though it does look fabulous, I took it with me last night and you should of seen those bitchy stares I was getting from the women on the street....so worth it!!  So unfortunately for Morpheus he is probably going to live on bread and water for the rest of the month....well it'll clean his system out, that's good for you......

My nana phoned and left a message this morning apologising for cutting me off abruptly yesterday when I'd phoned.  What a sweetie, but yeah she did, how cool, you see my nana isn't a cool, sophisticated, woman of the world nana.  No no, she's like 3 ft, rounded with salt and pepper hair, a deep scouse (Liverpudlian) accent and a no bullshit attitude...I just love her to bits!!  Anyway I called her yesterday just as she was expecting her long time friend Pat also from Liverpool, who was coming over to visit her.  Anyway she must of arrived whilst I was speaking to nana because next minute my nan likes "ok love, nice to hear from you, got to go, love to Morpheus"....click, phone goes completely dead!!!

So I'm in the middle of changing realtors as the company that I'm currently using for our property in Manchester are crap, in fact there so crap that I'm going to name them...Julie Twist Propeties....complete bunch of wankers, useless, incompetent dicks. So any this guy called Chris called me this morning just as he said he was to say that he was going to pick up our keys, take a look at the property on Monday and get back to me in the afternoon with prices to rent, condition etc.   Good job, nice and efficient, this is what we like.....

So I think we're supposed to be going out with Candy and the girls tonight, even though there's boys included it's just always known as the "girls night".  However I'm going to either not answer the phone or chicken out in some other way because I want to stay in this evening, watch the MTV Music Awards and eat lots of English chocolate.  Now doesn't that sound nicer than heading out to the Merc bar and drinking myself silly...AGAIN!!  Yeah I think so....

So I'm going to sign off now and try to organise a PR person for my friend Ayla who is producing and starring in a new Off Off-Broadway play called "Almost Asleep" starting October 26 and playing at Altered Stages, 212 W. 29th Street New York, NY 10001.  If you need more information about it then email me.

So I've just spoken to Morpheus and the little darling has taken Monday off so we can now have a lovely romantic evening on Sunday and Monday out at the beach house without anyone else being around.....mmmm yum yum, can't wait.

7:30pm
So I'm sat here with Cricket and Tasty getting ready to watch the MTV Music Video Awards, although I'm going to tape it because Cricket is on diet pills so she's jabbering away at present to Tasty and I can't hear the tv.

I sat on the roof deck this afternoon, then got bored and went to find friendly faces around the pool.  I'm sooo glad I did, Luzia was there with her beautiful baby Luca, also my good gay friend Chris was there who basically plays with Luca all afternoon and gives Luzia a well earned break.  Also my gorgeous Aussie friend Peter came by (he's presently the Gillette man on Amercian commercials) and his fab wife Emily followed shortly behind.  Actually he was telling us this story about having a tumor in his left thigh from originally being beaten by a snake in Australia, to which his father quickly bound some cloth and some wood to tighten the thigh to stop the blood flow.  Anyway due to the tightness of this bandage it basically fucked up his thigh and eventually 8 or so years later I think a tumor was found.  My god the poor guy (well boy at the time) was ill for a couple of years and most doctors didn't think he would be able to walk or at least have the leg removed.  Anyway here is 30 years of age, just got back from Majorca after finishing a modelling gig.....good for you Peter, you showed those arsehole doctors a thing or two.

During this time near the sundeck Irene came over and sat amongst us.  Irene is a little old lady with a dodgy leg so she wobbles about with her cane, but I found her too nosey, she's always whining about someone or something in the gym.  Anyway she was sat with her bikini on (yeah bikini!! can you believe it?) and I was sat at the foot of her lounger, well I was listening to Peter telling his gruesome story when I looked over a got a huge eyeful of her beaver sticking out from her rather baggy bikini.  Let me tell you if was enough to make me slightly barf, oh my god fucking put it away lady....yuck yuck yuck!!

Later on myself, Luzia, Luca and Chris all went to have a coffee and a snack.   Afterwards