I wasn’t going to do another entry today, but I just had to write about a dream Paul had of me. OMG, it’s so funny! A little scary, but hilarious as hell for some reason. In the dream he said he was in this university building as admin manager and I failed to turn up to work so he went round to my campus flat and found me being chased around a room full of manuscripts and folders by a possessive, thin, nervous woman with short blond hair in a punk quiff cut. She had a knife but he managed to disarm her as she was ranting over and over again "The truth is in the text, everything is there - I keep telling her!" until the police carted her away. 

Classic stalker scene from our scripts!

As I told him, I’m sure I’d be hugging and thanking him for being my hero and coming to my rescue like that for days on end! I do not dig blondes either.

Tom is going to basically be going on a crash diet to get some of the weight off he’s been struggling to lose and hopes to lose 20 pounds in a month. He’s going to be having Slim-Fast shakes only.

And I’m going to try to cut my calories and exercise more to lose 10-15 pounds, even though he doesn’t think I need to.

D is still asleep, I guess.

And now it’s off to work on my bio and one of my stories. I should have the next section of my bio posted sometime during the weekend.