NICE MONKEY EARS.

I feel tired today. Ow-woah-woah Rachie's tired. I'm going to the gym tonight at 7, so I'd better snap out of it. the backwards thing is that I will probably feel much more energetic once I go. Ben asked me to do him a favour and go check out the gym a couple of weekends ago. The Putney Leisure Centre is directly across the street from our flat. It would be a crime for me not to go, right? Around that time when I was asked to do the favour, Ben was talking about joining the Gym they have at Baker Street Station where he works. The membership per year costs as much as most gyms cost per month, maybe less. So, after I joined the gym, I asked Ben if he was still going to join the Gym at work and he said no. NO! Can you believe it? No?

I was looking at my friend Julie's weblog site, which I do fairly often. She is awesome. I love her site. It is Lackofstyle.com. I wish I could do something like that.

In a week, Ben, Clare and I are going to see The Tears concert. They're the band consisting of Brett Anderson and Bernard Butler, formerly of Suede, plus two other guys. I am dying to speak to Brett again. I haven't spoken to him since Suede flew out of the San Francisco airport in June 1997. That was the only time I've ever seen my friend Annie cry. I want to speak to Brett to see what he's like now, since he is supposedly off the drugs now. I wonder if he remembers me. I've been dreaming about talking to him lately. I just *hope* there is an opportunity for me to speak to him. The thought also occured to me that Mat, SImon and Richard of Suede could possibly be at the concert, too. Maybe I'll run into them, too. I know it might sound pathetic, but I love those guys. So much of my energy was devoted to them in my early twenties. I don't think it's something a person can just snap out of no matter how burned out on the music they get.

In two weeks, Ben and I are going to Old Trafford to see Manchester United v. A.C. Milan and he is dead excited! I'm glad that he is, I'm sure we'll have a great time!