westwood

its still freezing cold and the roads are icy but that didn't stop me from cycling to the gym on saturday and sunday. we had a couple of near misses where i felt my bike slip underneath me, but i managed to avoid kissing tarmac and made it ok. it was blisteringly cold though and almost to taunt myself, i was wearing a san diego padres woolly hat, which is an item of clothing san diegans would rarely have the need to wear themselves. they just like to rub our noses in it. buy this hat and wear it when its cold and miserable and it will remind you that its not cold and miserable in southern california, bitches!. er...thanks for that.

anyways rather strangely i saw the DJ Tim Westwood training yesterday when i was at the gym. for people who don't who tim westwood is, he has a radio show on the most popular radio station in the UK and he plays hip hop and rap. the rather strange thing is that he is in his late 40's, the son of a bishop, white and from a middle class family from a rural area of england, and yet he speaks as though he was born and raised in 'the ghettos' of south or east london. he is basically a fraud and a twat.

anyways, the only other celeb that i used to see at my gym was swimsuit model and FHM cover girl caprice. she used to come in occasionally and i would see her working out, but i haven't seen her in quite a while. i lose caprice and get tim westwood. hows that for bad luck.

anyways, that was my weekend. quiet and cold. am on earlies this week till thursday and then i am off for a week between christmas and new year. i can't wait to be out of here.

i heard that brittany murphy died yesterday. obviously sad when some one so young passes. lets give a medal to all the young stars in hollywood that aren't dead, or in rehab or in trouble with five-O. when you are young and moneyed, the temptations must be quite hard to resist.

respect is due to the likes of evan rachel wood and natalie portman and beyonce, who are rarely in the press pictured stumbling out a club on sunset at 3am with powder around their nostrils. i can't think of any young guys that are not up to no good, because i suspect there are almost none. i bet even the jonas brothers are snorting coke off hookers tits on a friday night in LA. promise rings, my arse.

3 more early mornings for me till the end of the year at work.

today i have mostly been listening to placebo - sleeping with ghosts.