I have decided to start blogging again. My mate Fuad reminded me about my blog & I had a little read and decided that it’s actually quite interesting. I stopped well over a year ago for this simple reason – I fell in love. (With my “mate” Shaz actually who is mentioned in the entry for 5 April 2003) As I was so in love, I thought it would be better not to inflict people with loved-up ramblings, or accounts of how my boyfriend and me stayed in every night and watched DVDs, or worse still, rants about him after we’d had a fight.

Anyway, I digress. I am still in love but would like to resume my blog as I have realised that life doesn’t stop just because you get a boyfriend and I will try not to be boring.

Obviously the first thing on my mind is the Tsunami. Since Boxing Day it’s all been quite unreal and hard to comprehend. I won’t go on too much as I know everyone feels the same. The overwhelming public response shows this and is, perhaps, one good thing (if that’s possible) to come out of it all. We are currently on over £60 million for the UK alone, which has shamed the Government into pledging an “uncapped amount” (Jack Straw, today’s Metro) whereas before they pledged just £50 million. We are doing what we can at work and have raised a nice amount as well as the personal donations. It seems like everyone that I speak to has given what they can. That raises my spirits a little.

The last year has been quite strange for me & my group of mates. We moved out of our squat and into a Georgian mansion on the Mile End road. It seemed like the dream home but wasn’t really. The house next door to it burnt down and our house got all smoke damaged and sooty. We were also all homeless throughout October as we handed in notice to the Mansion landlord without really thinking it through. Whoops. If it wasn’t for our dear dear friend Carla who let us all live with her in her 2 bed flat we would have probably been at Crisis @ Christmas (homeless project) now.

We found the perfect little house though, and are now all very happy. It has 70s style birds of paradise murals, a Jackson Pollockesque bathroom & a pink and green “snug” living area in the basement. We threw the most amazing housewarming party ever, which went on till 9am with everyone dancing downstairs in the snug/disco. We indiscriminately invited all our friends and colleagues which just about worked, with no fighting if you discount a tranny brandishing a three foot cast iron candle holder at someone. The next one is an anti-Valentine’s day (massacre) party and I can’t wait.

Anyway, enough waffle. I’m just going to write a run down of important events in 2004 from the life of Jessie J.

• Ellie (Captain Egg from past blogs) got married and has just bought a house in Cheltenham.
• Lucy (also in past blogs) had a baby and moved in with kevver.
• I reached my 6 month and 1 Year anniversary with only three break-ups in between! Wo-Hoo!
• I got promoted, lots
• My brother got engaged and has recently become unengaged
• My mum retired to become a Yoga teacher, she’s making spiritual leaps and bounds and is as thin as me.
• Lorny (mad friend from past blogs) got an 18 year old boyfriend
• Carla (also mad friend) got an 18 year old boyfriend
• I got drunk and bit one of my staff members on the hand because he beat me at thumb wars. V bad management.
  
  So you see, apart from the odd biting incident, we are all settling down pretty much. How I long for the wild days……..
  
  
  
  
  My hot or not list – December 2004
  
  Hot
• Jeans tucked into boots, wrong but good.
• I heart Huckabees
• Drinking heavily on a Monday night and then going to a gay club
• Snow on Christmas morning. (How amazing is that!!!!? I nearly peed my pants in excitement)
• Camden Market – Strangely, it’s actually got some cool stuff again.
• The real meaning of Christmas
• Purple Taffeta curtains, mmmmm.
• Snoop Dogg & Pharrell Williams – Drop it like it’s Hot.
• Seeds
• Making truffles at home
• Russian tea Rooms in Primrose Hill
  
  Not
  
• ebay – the secret is out and the townies have taken over. “Vintage boots, so Kate, so Sienna……so fucking expensive”
• Family break-ups
• Headaches & Nausea on a Tuesday after aforementioned activities
• Going into central London on New Years Eve
• Being cold at work.
• Boutiques in Primrose Hill. I simply cannot believe that anyone would spend that much on a hot water bottle cover.
• The Obvious