Actually I did get a bit hammered on Friday night with Nicky and David, don't remember much, but I do remember chatting to some fabulously gorgeous lesbians at Dublin 6, really nice they were.
Hey Caroline, thanks for the email, your a sweetie, thank you so much, and don't you worry petal, everything will be fine.
Ok so what else? oh yeah I know, so Saturday morning, my pal Darlene from Viscaya and Sette Restaurant rings to ask me to work the door to the club that night and tally the promoters guests? I'm like WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT WOMAN?
Basically she didn't want to tally that night as she had been working all day, plus she had a private party to host from 7 thru 10:30 and really wanted to go home, so she asked me to do the door. Can you fucking believe it?
Of course I was panicking like mad as I don't do clubs anymore, so didn't know what to wear, also because I was stood outside I was reluctant to wear heels, but didn't want to look frumpy...oh god the questions, the dilemma.
In the end I wear my Yanuck jeans, my DKNY tan/goldish halter neck top (god did I ever get my money out of that top) with my gold strappy high heeled Marks and Spencer's shoes.
I arrived around 10:30, Darlene showed me the ropes, literally showed me the ropes, where I met Marcus and elder English bouncer, very charming, but you wouldn't want to fuck with him, and Roxanne a bouncy girl promoter who was just a blast.
So basically I had one clip board with all the promoters names on it, and basically when they come to the rope and say we're guests of Alix Martini's you just clock down how many of them there is. yeah I know, not exactly rocket science, but what a laugh, oh my god it was brilliant. It's amazing how popular one gets by standing at the front of a nightclub with a clipboard in hand...ha!!
Of course you have to deal with the promoters who are worse than the punters, because they want as many of their people in the club as possible as they get a big percentage of the final night's takings at the bar if you see what I mean? Well I don't, so I doubt if you do. So yeah for example that Alix Martini guy kept coming up and checking my board (ooh err) and just basically standing as close to me as possible. Oh yeah the boy was hot for Sam, these cheeky Italians, he was a bit odd though.
So I did that from 11 thru till 3am Sunday morning and got $100 for it. Not bad for 4 hours work, and it's not like I exactly exerted any of my brain and yeah I did have fun with some of the punters, oh yeah they get cheeky, so a few times I was like, yeah sugar pie just keep walking....LOVE THAT!!
Oh it seems like Michael's Moore's new controversial film in Cannes was a hit, good for him, say it like it is fat boy.
So yeah that was a blast, and now again this morning I'm back there in the office this time, trying to sort out their web site. Oh it's all go and then this coming Wednesday, MTV are doing a video shoot in the club, so Darlene has asked me to stop by and help out, you know make sure that the film crew don't demolish the club.
I'll tell you what though girls, and yes I am aiming towards my own age bracket, we really don't have that much to worry about with regards to fashion and the local trends of young things that go clubbing. Let me tell you on Saturday it was all tits and saggy ass, all of them wearing teeny tiny little ra ra skirts with bad fucking legs and way too pale. I think I saw like maybe two girls that I thought looked really hot and dead "with it", but apart from that nah, go home, look in the mirror, re-assess for fuck's sake.
So yeah then yesterday myself and Morpheus went to Topsy Turvy for a lovely breakfast, walked around for a bit then came back. I did some more work on Jason's site and then we watched The Soprano's (wow it was a good one Raya/Davar and yes I've tivoed it for you) then retired. I didn't sleep too well, got a lot on my mind, but for some reason I'm just full of annoying fucking energy this morning, which I'm sure will pass, but I do have this urge to go and run down the West Side Highway. Well to be honest I didn't eat very smart this weekend, and I'm worried that I'm going to gain the weight back that I worked so hard to lose, so I need to stop the bad food and fill up with veg and fruit you know?
Oh apparently Bill Clinton's book is coming out real soon and that when it does, the critics predict that it will totally take away the light on John Kerry's political campaign. Oh yeah I think I'll be buying that, wonder if it will be out before my trip to London?
Alrighty then kids, I'm outta here, later.