I feel the need to confess. There's something about Milly that's not quite right, and that's because she is an invention. I have been playing about with her for a while. Quite an interesting exercise to get people's feedback on her. I need to adjust her slightly so that she doesn't come over as being mentally ill... just lovably eccentric.

Mary Jane is the Queen of my Soul. But she is scaring me as she wants me to have a mullet. Weezer is a rock on this important issue for I would rather plunge a Mohican of daggers into my own skull than sport a David Hasselhoff.

Meanwhile, as I always suspected, Anton wants to date me. Tonight in the Eddy he revealed his long-nurtured plan. Him and Brian have agreed that we three are going out in Kemptown for the evening. For Brian is going on a manhunt and Anton and me will chaperone him as a couple. According to Brian I am going to be a bit of a bear, which I think is a good thing, but I am not sure.

Anton mentioning the Area of Concern quite a bit, and staring at my head.

Brian was also talking about a man he'd met recently and was laughing in a new and coy way I'd not seen before.

Work life is a double pitch, and me and the Gnome are faced with the dire prospect of having to work through the weekend. Spoke to the plumber, who can only come next week. Spoke to Warwick about rooms. Spoke to Sophie about our plans for Martin Warner's retirement do. She is also coming down to Brighton at the weekend with Electra and Christof, so if I am not working I will hook up with them and head for the pier which Sophie says is one of her children's favourite places on earth.

A walk at lunchtime for an hour along the river. Tracey came too, telling me about her birthday plans in November, and wondering if her boyfriend is going to comply with her requests for it to be properly honoured. MJ has changed my view on these matters. Birthdays should be celebrated roundly, and I said as much to Trace.