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Age 23, living in sin in Twickenham with Cheesy
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Technically Rachel

 
Tuesday, November 18, 2003  
I know, i know - disgraceful blog neglect. But it has been a chronically busy week.
Last weekend Little Spice and 'Spiel came to our house to visit. Spent a nice day chilling, played some outdoor chess (were very rudely interrupted by a posh eccentric (Aren't they always?) who told us we were playing it wrong, because you can't move the King out of check - is this true people?). Day was ended rather dodgily when Babba prepared some rather overly "special" cookies, and Little Spice and me being the chocolate fiends that we are wolfed the whole lot down, only to feel rather ill later. Spice reacted in a "You've poisoned me, you bastards!!" kind a way, whereas I felt ill and went to bed, and spent the latter part of the evening certain I was on the verge of some amazing thought. Doubtful. Also had the best pizza I've ever had in my life that night. Still, in the end I've decided the whole experience is not really for me. I have little appreciation for a drug that makes my brain feel to big for my head. Give me tequila any day.

This situation was made no better for the fact that I had to go to work the next morning - on a SUNDAY. Welcome to the freelance world - and a country where we allow our stupid postmen to strike. had to wade through two weeks worth of post. Ishk.

Very busy week after that. But I was rewarded. A last minute reprieve meant that the lovely Chloe of Working Title sent me tickets to the Love Actually Premier - wooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!

Famous people I eye-balled: Emma Thompson, Hugh Grant, Martine Macutcheon (spelling??), that guy from My Family, Andrew Lincoln, Simon Cowell, that girl who won american pop idol, Dr Fox

Celebrities I brushed arms with - Colin Firth, Alan Rickman, Keira Knightly, all the Pop Idols, Girls Aloud (who Babba loudly insulted within their earshot - hmmm)

Celebrity to whom, when rather drunk and excited, I exclaimed "You're really fantastic!! Really good luck for Saturday!!!" to - Suzanne of Pop Idol fame, who very politely said "Aw Thankyou". Yes, I am a sad sad individual, and I swear I never normally do that at all!!! I hate talking to famous people - but she was just walking past, so I thought, "Fuck it - what's wrong with saying she's good when that's what you think anyway" - Cause she is good, so there.

Other highlight of the evening was being told by three different people that I looked like Keira Knightly - personally I think this is a load of rubbish. The similarities are skinny and big eyebrows, that's about it. Still, it's better than a kick in the teeth I suppose.

Also got Babba in a suit - always a good thing. But my feet are still sore - bloody shoes.

Ooooh - and the was this chocolate fondue fountain, that you dipped truffles and profiteroles in. Took a while to get me away from there, I tell you.

8:54 am

 
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