It's not often that I get woken up in the early hours of a morning by a girl wearing a (very) makeshift bikini. Not that I'm complaining.

Workshops have proved a drugde once again, and by mid afternoon I found myself lost in my own little world surrounded by emery cloth and metal filings. Before you knew it, five o'clock came around and it was time to go home. Another day passes, snap, just like that, and once again I see the deadline looming. Towers ball is tonight, and if I hadn't so much work, I might actually have been tempted. It's been over a year since I've been to Oceana and with a free bar as well you have to have a decent excuse to miss it.

Psycho was up for the event and insisted on being blogged. Wearing his dinner jacket for the whole way up from London, he quickly started a buzz on the floor with his casual use of bank notes and 'theme tune' - the soundtrack to The Apprentice USA.