Women are at the frontline on the W. Jezebel just won a Bloggie at SXSW, which, incidently, is where my erstwhile producer Mr John McEvoy is right now, no doubt having a fabulous time.
I have looked in to vicious rumours that O2 would be disabling Wireless LAN on the iPhone, thus rendering it worthless in my opinion, but O2 assure me that this is not true and that maybe some of my friends are just trying to wind me up? (plausible). So, I will indeed be getting mine on Friday.
Sleep is my new Rock and Roll, and my new Black, and my Wonderdrug du jour. I spent the weekend at Carton House and, in between rambling around the grounds and lolling about in a big fluffy bathrobe, I slept, for hours, and hours, and hours. I have not been sleeping enough and it has been wreaking all kinds of havoc.
Oh the heady rush of rest. Sleep, you are my NBF, I have not been spending enough time with you, I realise the error of my ways and will be tucked in earlier more often.
High Five to my little Sis who gave me Prince Tickets for my Birthday and informed me today that they have arrived. Yay!