So instead of making my way down to Jesse's nightclub, The Plumm, I passed out in my hostel room with two German girls snoring away... BIG MISTAKE!
Jesse was at his nightclub that night. I can not even begin to tell you how gutted I was once I'd discovered that...
Anyways, so, the next day I set out for my two week tour of the east coast, returning on June 22nd only to find that this was the day Jesse flew into California! Typical! After all my searching the man himself had flown to where I had just come from and the only chance I'd had of actually seening him I'm passed out on!
Feeling miffed and unloved I spent the next few days partying it up with free booze and free entry as a VIP on Jesse's guestbook at the Plumm (see, stalking has it's advantages!) I managed to get away with not only free booze and entry but also a drinks menu, two cocktail glasses, a napkin and a lightbulb - so well worth a visit!
However, sadly, my six months had come to and end and on June 25th 2007 I flew back into Heathrow, London - without having bagged myself a new husband..!!
