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Friday, 26 March 2010


So, I won't bark on about this, mainly because anyone could be reading this, but I have joined in the world of Singletons.

Not great, being as I was smitten for a long time, but certain situations occured which unfortunately left me miserable, meaning I had to try and find a way of stopping the negativeness. Its very sad, and in an ideal world "all we would need is love" - but today, we unfortunately need more. We need some logistics working out too. How? what? where? and when? all play a major factor in being with someone. I see that now.

So, the recent news hit me like a turd on the head, and on Wednesday, after an unpleasant afternoon, I went to see my friend (She's famous so I can't name names) and had 3 glasses of wine. I think its fair to say I was pretty smashed, and I am officially now a lightweight.

I've been thinking about this, and its not that I am off the wagon, and its not that because I've now split from my sober boyfriend, I want to drink again. I don't. And the stonky hangover the day after confirmed that.

Saying that, I have been a bit caught up in the future. I'm 25 ffs. I am not going to beat myself up because I have a glass of wine a week. Neither am I going to start drinking excessively while telling myself that its 'fine' and 'normal'.

Quite simply, everything in moderation.

Unless its crack, then in that case "stay away kids"

Tuesday, 23 March 2010

Lithuania, Launch and Lack of sanity.

Shit the bed Ive not blogged in a while. Sorry folks, there is a reason for that.

Ok, so we had the film launch on the 11th March, it was a great night - so much fun!! Such a nice crowd, Christian Audigier Sponsored the wine and champers, and we had Ibiza Ice on ice all night. The people who came were all friendly, and lovely, and we danced with the cuban band into the night.

(Photo attached with me, Ricci, Tulisa and our friends.)

Tulisa from N Dubz came, who is a right little star, and a top actress herself. Im hoping to work with her on something, we will see.

I didnt drink the whole launch, of course, and went home to catch a flight to Lithuania at stupid o clock.

Those of you who follow me on Twitter know this already, but I picked Lithuania as I thought it would be funny.

It was, if you think men with no teeth, a snowy country with nothing but grafitti and churches is your idea of FUNNY!!

After a painful couple of days, we went out to a typical european techno style club. I gave in and drank two beers. I would lie now and say I felt dirty, guilty and let myself down. But I really didnt... Maybe its the age old "when on tour" moment.

Anyway, Ill try not to leave it too long to message again.

G x

Friday, 5 March 2010

When do sober people get left out?

When there friends are drunk? Yes. That is right.

So, dinner in soho? Comedy night? Theatre? I will get an invite to all these lovely things with my friends, but a pissed up night at the local? - I am no longer wanted. I am shunned like an old hooker at a revamped brothel.

Last night, while all my flatmates were doing their usual 'Pissed Thursday' shinanagans, (Don't panic, I'm fine now, I got earplugs) ... I was in packing my bag for a visit at Mums this weekend. That's right kids, I spent around two hours, selecting which pants to take and which hoodie to wear if it got cold, meanwhile they were out, acting their age and having fun. So, what's the story? Am I getting incredibly old? Are they refusing to grow up? Have I just turned boring? I really dont know...

Anyhoo, enough disecting whether I'm a stone sober bore, its my film launch on Thursday! Eeeek...

I have shite loads to do, and cannot remember a time before the film to be honest.

Do check out www.breathefilm.co.uk and let me know what you think. I'll post some launch pics next week!

Peace out

G to the I to the N to the A


Friday, 19 February 2010

If Colin Farrell can.. .I can...

Just been reading my favourite site - www.johnnyikon.com, he is like the British Perez Hilton, although not a fat twat with stupid bias opinions, but a lovely intelligent man and a great friend. Anyway, I spend far too much the site, esp during work time (sssh, its research) but today, I came across an interesting read.
Colin Farrel, the bad boy of Hollywood, has also quit the booze! Apparently, like I say, it makes him more focused on his work - and by drinking, he felt he was almost apologising for having the success he has had. No longer will this be a good talking point for when I one day approach him to be in my film (cos, one day I probably will) - but its also got me thinking about the pros and cons to not drinking.
Sure, everyone now thinks I'm a recovering alcohol with issues, and most British people just think I'm plain bonkers for quitting the booze, but am I? Really?

Davina Mccall doesn't drink, and look how her career took off without the use of booze.

Hollywood wise: Samuel L Jackson, Demi Moore, Robin Williams, William Shatner, Elizabeth Taylor, my own comedian favourite Sarah Silverman... obv Russell Brand doesnt drink either. When you look into it, it makes you think - a lot of people seem to stop drinking, and their careers rocketed? And here I am, worrying that I won't be able to "network" now I no longer drink! Worried that I don't fit into the 'scene' anymore? It seems now, after soending 5 minutes on Google, i might fit in more now, I don't drink.

Happy Days.

PS: My film is out, March 15 - In all good retailers. (Poster above)xx

Friday, 12 February 2010

Girls Night Out Without The Booze - Review.

So, on Saturday - my childhood friends trecked up from Northampton to pay me a visit to try and cheer me up. (I'm ok, just had a few family issues). Now, luckily, even though they are "Northamptonions", they are luckily not the 'Stella swigging, tequilla slamming' kind - so I felt that I was in good hands.

Any lady reading this, will know when you have a big group of girly mates, the best part of going out, is actually getting ready! So, we packed into my room as the girls plucked, straightened, and tarted themselves up for a night on the tiles. (God I sound old! Ha!)

And I must boast, the non drinking thing and 9 girls from the Shire actually went down well. Thankfully they are a caring bunch who respect my non drinking venture, so I could sip my alcohol free wine before we went out - and not overally notice even when we were partying in the club. We went to Punk, and as usual my mate Dan bought over endless bottles of vodka on ice to our tables (soemthing in the past I would have taken full advantage of!) and we partied the night away. It was only around 2am that I started to notice the difference with not drinking. For a starters, I was sleepy. (Odd, I thought alocohol made you tired!) - and my feet hurt (the pain is usually covered up by the booze) and I was hungry (Im always hungry). So, when 7 of the girls carried on until 3.30am, me and my friend Katie (who is one of those who gets pissed early on, then sobers up) troddled back to mine. The only annoying thing in this, is that I still pigged out on a burger from the kebab men, despite being sober enough to know better.

At around 4am my 7 drunken ladies stumbled in, singing, tripping over, and generally being funny drunken idiots - it was only then that I realised that is the only part of the night I didn't get to take part in - well, that and the hangover the next day.

The Sober One

Monday, 1 February 2010


Yo Mo my bunch of Hoes...

That's not nice, I'll try again! 'Well, Hello people!'

I'm happy, can you tell? Because, on Saturday, whilst chilling in the South of France (my life sounds so much more exotic when typed) I realised, as of the 31st January, I haven't drank for 3 months!! Woop Hoop Da Loop Hey?? The last time I drank was at Soho House with the girls for Halloween, making that - October 31st!! How bloody good is that?

I think I've found it quite easy, surprisingly. I have more energy, I seem to be finally leaving the detox stage where I come out in pubescent spots, and I feel pretty darn good about myself in a slightly egotistical way. Slightly, better than you, because you have succumbed to the British culture of getting sloshed every weekend. Wa ha ha indeed!

No, I kid. But giving up drinking has made me see the world in a different light (a sober light, if you may.)And here is some reasons how, I have bullet pointed them out, just to make my point that ever so slightly clearer.

*Now, when my friends drink more than once a week I feel the need to have "a talk" with them, in this parental fashion - highlighting the problems of binge drinking.

*We have also established in recent posts that dickhead drunks piss me the hell off.

* I also can't stand louts, although I am pretty sure I never have.

* I don't like people who shout when they're drunk.

* I don't like stupid people. (These people can be drunk, or just stupid.)

* And my latest pet hate, is piss head women. The ladette culture from the 90's that I was sure we left a while back, is back! But, instead of the girls wearing 'Girl Power' T shirts and sticking two fingers up, they are properly made up, almost elegant looking things, necking back the shots.

Now, if you are friends with me on Facebook, you will see that I too used to dibble in tequilla on a night out, but now when I see women, gussling back the beer, with 5 inch heels, fake tan, fake nails, fake hair, fake boobs, ass out - It just irritates me.

Am I becoming a snob, or is life just a tad different when you are sober? I mean I am from Northampton, I can't let drunken louts and drunken "girls on tour" piss me off too much, or I will never go home to visit mum!

The only thing I have missed about drinking, and I'll be honest is: Is the abilty to lose your inhibitions. Afterall, this is why we drink. To "let your hair down", "be silly" and basically give yourself an excuse to look and act like a dick. I mean, how many times have you said the reason, "Oh, God, its 'cos I was drunk!" ??

Now, I don't get that option. And I can hardly pick something else. "Oh, I'm sorry I threw up on you, I was high on sugar!" - So yes, my one miss, is the abilty to switch of auto pilot and to be a dick for a night. I will have to make due with being a dick without having the excuse...

G x
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Friday, 22 January 2010

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucking Flatmates

I shouldn't really complain... but I will..

So, last Thursday my 3 flatmates got home and decided to play some music, have a sing and dance (lierally) and drink their bodyweight in alcohol. They were quite loud, but it was all 3 of them and it was only me in bed, so I didn't want to moan, or ruin the party, so I kept schtum until they were sober enough to make sense of what I was saying. I explained that its fine to have a party, but with only two paper thin doors between me and the orgy of fun (not sexual of course) - I asked them to make sure both doors were shut. "Yeah of course...", "Sure..."

So last night, they get home from the quiz, I'd been out for a girly dinner with some old friends, and they are carrying the usual Thursday tools. (3 bottles of red wines, 12 cans of lager, 40 fags)... - and they kept the door shut. Well, they kept it shut until they were drunk enough to not know better.
From 1am - 5am they decided that I would like to also hear the noise and shit music coming from the smoky kitchen. I got up and shut it, and asked them to keep it shut, about 5 times - but these people are pro drinkers, they are olympic piss heads - they were gone. I don't even think they registered I was a real person talking to them.
So, I have slept about 2 hours last night, and I woke up to the hot water gone, so I had to hobble down to the shops at 8am to put some on. (No ones fault, but it hardly made me a chirpy person this morning!)

What can I do? Its 3 against 1 - and they have a right to have a piss up and unwind in their own home?! I hate being the one who is going to have to ask again to shut the doors, I'll bore even myself with that! But I also can't keep living in a house like this.

And why????? Because I wasn't pissed!! I don't drink, so now drunk people annoy the shit out of me! That's what giving up drinking has come to. I might have to change flats because a life without drinking, is completely different to a life with drinking.

And do you want to know some ironic Karma??

When I moved in with the boys 3 years ago, it was me who made the rule and we could party and be loud in the week??!! Well thats certainly come on bit me on the arse now hasn't it??

Anyway, I'm off to Gumtree to search 1 beds

Peace out, Westlife.

Wednesday, 13 January 2010


Well, a pug mummy!!

So I went through with it, I bought a pug puppy and am officially an old, sober, miserable swine who spends her days at work and my evenings cleaning up sloppy poo.. (if anyone can tell me why his poo his sloppy, you would really be helping me out!)

He is very cute... he has a lot of love and I officially have an excuse now to not attend the celebrity x list parties I have made a hobby attending... I can now say "can't go, I have a pup...."

This does mean however that I am losing my social life bit by bit... even my dog loving friends probably won't all make it round to visit, and I'm hardly going to rock up at an event with a puppy in my bag (I'm not Paris Hilton - Or a dick head)... but I figured I was bound to grow up sooner or later, I have just had the urge to do it sooner... rather than later.

Anyway, poo to clean, sleep to be had.

Mummy Gina x

Wednesday, 6 January 2010

My first sober christmas...

Well, clearly I spent my age 0 - 14 sober aswell... but its been a while since I can actually remember what occured Xmas eve....

So, as most of you know from my tweets, I spent Christmas with my BF in the South of France. It was awesome, relaxing and fun - and I didn't miss drinking one minute.

Ok, I did for ONE MINUTE. But let me explain what that minute was.

I am walking in one of the supermarkets, where EVERYTHING in Nice is ridiculously expensive, and I see the price tag 1.78e ... Hmm, something for less than two euros, what could that be? And it was red wine. Even in France, cheese is overpriced, yet here I was gauping at the wine shelf with this lovely red wine, and these lovely prices, and for ONE MINUTE I thought how lovely it would be to have one glass.
But then its never really one glass is it? Its 5 glasses and a hangover. So, I carried on walking and probably spent the afternoon eating chocolate crepes, a hobbie I thoroughly enjoyed partaking in whilst away.

We spent new years in a super club in Juan Na Pas (cannot spell it) and was quite happy I wasn't drinking as the prices were silly, and the rest of the two weeks eating, vegging out and watching movies.

So, sobriety is good - snow on the other hand, is crap.

Currently at work, everyone has left as they live out of london and must not miss the trains, and for the first time, I am annoyed at myself for living in Zone 2...

If for some remarkable reason you are reading this and do not follow me on Twitter, do so...


Anyhoo, going to get myself a new life and start blogging about something a bit more interesting. Z list party anyone??

G x