Posts archive for: 11 October, 2008
  • Panic Attacks

    Saturday 11 October
    The pressure is getting to me. Lots of discussions with M's mates over photos of last night. Almost messed up but pulled it off at last minute.
    Other stress was my ankle hurts.
    Stressing about what to eat pre-race.
    So had a mini panic attack in office. It was bad. I thought I couldnt breathe.
    Anyway, got home at 8 (so early for a Saturday) and off to bed soon. Nervous but praying hard. This time tomorrow it will all be over.
    Ive bought myself some chunky choc chip cookies to celebrate. No pre-race nutrition worries then!

  • A tall pirate...who hates journalists

    Friday 10 October
    Another lead on the man front tonight in the shape of a pirate. Ahoy me hearties!
    Gus owns a record label and organises nights at the Paradise bar in Kensal Green. He is v good mates with my mate M and texted M to say Ronnie Wood and Ronnie Woods new girl were at his pub. M told me to go down and say I was a mate of his. Warned me not to say I was a journalist.
    Some of M's other mates were there and it was all going amazingly. Pirate Gus invited me to dinner.
    But then work happened- i needed a photo of Ronnie Wood so I got out my camera and wasnt discreet.
    Then my publications photographer kept phoning me and that probably wasnt discreet either.
    To cut a long story short, Gus realised I was a journalist and got weird.
    But what is his problem? Doesnt his night want publicity?
    Anyway, I got the story and left to make the 45 min taxi ride back to my house alone. IN bed at 130 to be up the next morning at 730.
    Ankle hurts too.

  • Paris Hilton again

    Thursday 9 October
    I'm a glutton for punishment - I just can't stay at home and rest. I feel guilty when I'm not out and about at showbiz parties every night.
    After work, I went home and cooked myself a healthy meal. And then I got a text saying Paris Hilton would be filming her new reality show in London member's bar The Cuckoo Club.
    I felt a bit guilty for passing out early last night so I left my house and went down to the cuckoo club What was I thinking? What would I get that was original?
    I hoped I could chat with her to stand up a story I had that she had split from boyfriend Benji Madden but when she finally got to the club (about 1230am) she sat behind a VIP area. I chased after her when she went to the loo. She told me Benji was 'awesome'.(Not wanted to hear)
    But I did have two leads on the man front
    (1) My ex deputy's flatmate is v cute. He works at chinawhite nightclub and knows a lot of celebs (bonus). Plus he is tall and floppy haired ex public school. I like tall...
    (2) I invited NME guy to an advance screening of the Bond Film and he said yes. He should do really - its the hottest ticket in town and I could have taken anyone. But I am sooo glad he said yes becoz its a chance to bond and hopefully snog before our trip away together on 20/21st October

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