I did sleep in actually, but blame that on my pal Sean, he's the one that made me stay up late and drink. So yeah I was feeling a bit low and groggy when I got up. I sent out a few depressing email's, then actually instant messaged my pal Darlene, who is the Events Director for the New Group of Restaurants and Viscaya, which I believe is a new "in" club. Anyway she says that she needs someone to come and help her a couple of days a week in the office, with the events stuff, which is good yeah? Actually I need to call her again this morning to confirm what days? So that's pretty good, well, come on, it will at least get me out of this fucking apartment, place drives me nuts.
Then I went to my weigh-in with Nicky and actually saw a guy there from my gym? He looked really embarrassed to see me, which is silly, but had a huge smile after his weigh-in, so he must of lost some pounds, good for him. And of course I'm not going to mention anything to him at the gym, don't want to make him feel awkward.
So after losing 3lbs myself, I was kind of chuffed as well, so I come back home, decide that I just can't be in this apartment a moment longer and leave for the gym. My workout wasn't the best I've ever done, but it was ok. I saw my out of work actor Joe friend who is adorable, had a chat with him, then saw little Dougy on the treadmill working up a terrific sweat, he's very disciplined that boy, it's very impressive.
I then saw Tracy, which was great as I'd wanted to have a natter with her. We sat outside for a bit, she let me moan and whine and then we went back downstairs to do the abs class with Anna which was a laugh. So now it's like 7pm at night, and yeah I have a hot date with my neighbor Davar. Well you see his mrs is in Beirut for a few weeks and Morpheus is back in London, and you know how I hate to be by myself, so off we went around the corner to Giorgione's I think it's called, which is the cutest little restaurant ever. Yeah we sat outside, which later I regretted cos it was fucking freezing, but we had such a lovely evening, and he insisted on buying me dinner, me which was just adorable of him.
So yeah that was it, I came home, got in bed with all my books, mags, watched a bit of Letterman and passed out, completely drained and exhausted.
And now it's Tuesday, but today I must work, I feel guilty for not doing anything yesterday, but believe me it wasn't a good day for me to be around the house. Oh crap that reminds me I have tons of laundry, arrggghh, right then I'm off, later.