Wed Aug 7, 2002 - 10:27am

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So as you all know, or at least you should know that in the Summer in New York, things pretty much slow down to a crawling pace.  So that's why I've been spending my days doing odd chores here and there that I need to do and then pretty much working out, followed by some serious hard sun-bathing on the roof deck.  Now I know that most of you realise that I do feel guilty about this but I met a bloke yesterday that feels totally justified in doing fuck all for the Summer.

I've seen him around the gym quite a lot, cute, very American looking, nice eyes.  Anyway we know each to just say hi to and yesterday he pulled up his lounger nearby and so we started to chat.  My god I think we talked for like 3 hours, what a laugh, it was a really fun chat.  He's your typical naughty boy, well they all are aren't they? but lots of fun and a great attitude to life.  There's me all guilt ridden about not getting on with my resume and the like and he's like ahh fuck it, it's the Summer, take it easy.  I like that, good to know people like that.

We spent a long time chatting about Las Vegas, he goes every year with a gang of guys, they hang out, gamble and no doubt get up to all kinds of other naughty stuff but he was hardly going to tell me now was he.  Come to think of it, I mentioned this site to him but he still continued to talk to me, trusting I guess.  So our trip to Las Vegas is now getting me all very excited, can't wait to party on down in the big city.

Yes we also bitched about some of the other members, but listen if you saw what we saw each day, you'd be bitching to, there's some really weird people at our gym.

Anyway that was it.  Morpheus had told me that he would be out late due to an event that Morgan Stanley were throwing but the bugger was home by 9, which totally screwed up my "doing nails and reading girlie mags" evening.  Then again he soon fell to sleep so it was like I was on my own anyway, although I refrained from doing my sneaky tweezering in case he opened his eyes.

So today I have to go and meet Doug our casting director at the theatre, to go over the web site.  He wants to make lots of changes, and anyhow it's not until 4:30, so I still have time to workout and then going sunning.  Listen I'm addicted to it, what can I say, I love having a tan, I'm sure by the time I hit 50 I will of regretted all this time spent in the sun, but believe me girls (especially my pale girls in England) you can get away with carrying a few extra pounds when you have a tan...honest.

So that's it nothing else to say really, although I do need to find a printer now to finally get my letter sent to our landlord regarding the rent.  Oh god I'm so nervous about this bloody letter.  Wish me luck people..

later.....