Friday, December 19, 2003

The day started with me stumbling across the delightful sight of a pigeon feeding itself from a pile of vomit. It almost made me wretch. I hope it is not a sign or anything.

Uneventful night last night. Went to the gym and then packed my stuff. Have three hours in the office today and then a press lunch and then flight home. Whoo hoo!

Thursday, December 18, 2003

Just remembered that Linky told me last night that the fight that I stood next to at Crobar on Sat got mentioned by Richard Johnson in the NY Post! Helena! We are marginally famous by association!!! Whoo hoo!

Last night I was doorman extrordinaire for Sally's party at BoConcept. Got asked by some fat swedish git to pretend that someone wasn't on the list when actually they were and that were also the owners of BoConcept. I looked him square in the eye and said "I'm English" and he gave it up. I don't know what has got into me lately but I am so not putting up with any crap. I think that my boss's rantings have caused me to lose my sense of humor.

Went home rather than going to Beige. Meant to pack but crashed instead.

I want to come home NOW!

Wednesday, December 17, 2003

Last night I watched the final three hours of Angels in America. I didn't want it to end. Probably the best TV I have ever seen. Again I got that great "I live in an amazing city" feeling and the opening credits sequence when the camera pans down from up high over the city to a facial close up of the Angel of Bethesda in Central Park...all in one shot. I could watch that sequence over and over...

The event looks like it is going well aside from the fact that my boss is still a neurotic twat. I am rid of him on Thursday! Praise the lord!

Apparently it might snow again on Thursday. I hope my flight doesn't get delayed. I'll be pissed off if it is....

Saturday, December 13, 2003

I am nursing the mother of all hangovers (actually that's a bit far fetched, but my aching head is testament to a great first night at Crobar and the powers of Lincoln's prowess as a club promoter!)

Spent the first part of the evening at home with several vodka and tonics before slipping off together with the gang at 10pm. Emilie couldn't make it cause Tanya made a fuck up at work and Em had to step in and sort it out (till 1am!)

The club actually holds three and a half thousand people, which made it even more surprising that the queue stretched down the block. Tess and Michael threw the towel in after 15 minutes, but once we got in it was worth the wait. Apart from being severely congested that club itself is awesome (I really overuse that word) and everyone looked beautiful, which appealed to my Libran sensibilities (not that I believe in that nonsense).

Drink flowed, in a free manner, which always rounds the evening off nicely. Lost Nick and Roy right at the start, but kept Richard, Roy's sexy friend from England staying with us at the apartment. Also saw Linky and Sally and Boden which was really cool because I love them all and especially Sally who is always frikkin fabulous.

Anyway - got twatted. Saw Michael Brown who was playing way to hard to get, so I got bored and tried it on a bit with Richard and in the process learned that he had a boyfriend of five years, which made it obvious to me that he was unlikely to put out. So I may have looked fierce last night but I clearly wasn't gettin any.

Richard and I leave together and in the cab home I try to offer some wise (yet drunken) advice about love and life.

Go to bed at 1.30am. Wake up at 5.30am and worry about my day so much that I don't get back to sleep again. Wander into the living room at at 8am to discover Roy asleep on the sofa with Erik who was, up until this point, straight.

I want to say he is bisexual. However, and this goes against all Clare and Lucy's PC training of me (I used to make some pretty outrageous statements in my youth that I am particularly proud of), in my experience if you play around with men, and you are a man, you are probably gay. Or you will be at a later date.

Anyway - going to Opaline tonight and might try to put the moves on Richard again and see if he really is faithful to his boyfriend. Is that bad? Will I get bad karma?

Who gives.

Lest I forget (because money means nothing to me) I just have to say that for about half an hour today I thought that I had lost the company $50,000 by not factoring in a cost into a budget.

I've never seen Tom, my boss, look so pale. It was quite horrible. Actually it was quite funny, but that's because I have a warped sense of humor.

But fortunately it wasn't me, so I am off the hook. Now I am off home to celebrate my good fortune.

Ta ta.

Friday, December 12, 2003

Yesterday was bloody great and I was on fire. I seem to have gotten myself out of the messy PR quagmire and am now a sharp as a sharp thing with sharp edges. I got in at 8.30am and already I have cleared my inbox. Whoo hoo!

Last night - Roy finally used the dried mushrooms from the cupboard and made mushroom risotto which is one of my favorite things to eat.

Then I watched Angels in America again. I can't explain how great this show is. If you live in the UK and want to see the trailer check out this link...

So anyway - the Zyban seems to be working and I am smoking way less than I usually do - yesterday only had four. It's weird - the craving just isn't there! But will continue to smoke until stupid PR event is over. Am going to stop just before I get on the plane next Thursday night.

Have just realized that I write my blog in a Bridget Jones style. V.bad. Must stop.

Thursday, December 04, 2003

So the awful day was superseded yesterday by what will now be known as THE AWFUL DAY FROM HELL. It actually involved me having a screaming row with my boss and picking up my bag to leave the company. Fortunately he chased after me and apologized. But the whole incident has made me hate my job (only for now) and made me question practically everything in my life, in a most rational fashion (crying on the phone to Mum!).

Aside from that, no other update. Work has taken up my social life now and have nothing to report.

Unless you want to know what I had for breakfast (nothing - no time).


Oh, oh, oh...and now I am drawn up with some stupid legal thing where I am talking to people about letters of indemnification and affidavits! I am completely out of my depth. I am drowning in a world of cheap cars and stupid PR ideas.

Wednesday, December 03, 2003

Awful day yesterday. Awful. Don't get stressed by work much, but yesterday was an exception to the rule. Am praying that today is better.

That is all.

Tuesday, December 02, 2003

Something very interesting I learned this Thanksgiving - the drug Tryptophan is harvested from Turkeys! Which is why everyone takes a nap on Thanksgiving (or in England, Christmas Day)! Useful to know also, if any has ever taken drugs and needs a natural come down. Go out and buy turkey. Not that I know anyone who takes drugs....

Well my first thanksgiving was a lovely event spent with my urban family, Tess and Roy (and for twenty minutes, Nick, who stupidly sat at home, two blocks away, watching TV and getting drunk my himself). In the evening we went to see The Cat In The Hat, which was very amusing. Oh...and I watched the Macy's Day Parade in the morning, but on TV, cause I was gonna be arsed to get my arse down to Broadway to see that fiasco! Right.

Weekend - usual...Opaline on Friday, blah, blah, blah...went to gym...blah...slept an unusual amount and read a lot of Harry Potter.

Oh, and I changed my summer duvet (comforter) to my winter duvet (comforter) because it is now colder than iceland in our apartment. I was as snug as the proverbial bug in a winter duvet (comforter) last night and this morning was a bastard to get out of it.

The shit hit the fan this morning cause Angie and Jason Turkey event last Tuesday got no press at all. This does not fare well for the team. Or me, for that matter.

And Matt Moneypenny hasn't called me. Bastard. I never fancied him that much anyway.

Will email him now and see what he is up to.

OH! Went and saw Love Actually. Made me homesick. :(