I can't stop eating poached eggs this weekend. I don't know why. I stayed at home-home in the 'burbs last night. Watched Tubridy Tonight. Did anyone see David Gest on it? What an eejit. And he was wearing the same black and silver sparkly hoodie he wore the other day. I have to stop reading TMZ.
'Dan and Becs' were on too. They're nice people.
Kate Nash. Love her.
Great rugby as well: France V New Zealand. You know what will happen now though, France have had their big game and England, sorry I mean, Wilkinson will win the whole bloody thing for them. Although I suppose it could be France and Argentina in the final (could it, is that possible? I think so.)
Anyway, on Friday I had a drink with Izzy and then went to the Flounge and the G. X Factor was rubbish on Saturday. It's gone all weepy. I like that Emily bird, the really annoying barmaid. I hope she gets through.
Tonight, I'm going to see Mos Def in the Village. I'm kind of tired, but it should be good.