Ch-ch-changes.

Yes, I have been listening to a lot of David Bowie.

My fathers test results don't come back till the end of the month, so there isn't a lot of use fretting about such things, stress is awfully hard to co-ordinate with.

The actress contacted me about her birthday celebrations, at first it was a huge party with lots of people there so I thought it sounded rather jolly - plus a couple of the chaps really wanted to go to such a party and meet various friends of the Actress. Last night, when I politely enquired about if we should book a table somewhere she let it be known that it would just be she and I, not what I expected at all.

Last night I met up with the Virgin for a coffee after work, it was rather pleasant and she was, as always wearing fabulous boots. Since I last saw her she has been going to an awful lot of parties and doing all the things she never used to approve of. And to push things even further she is going to have some nude photos of her taken. I wonder what sort of thought process one has to go through to get to this point but I imagine it to be rather convoluted.

Still if it was tastefully done, and I had a nice tan...