Page 262 - Bridget Jones's Diary - by Helen FIELDING

Tom says I am sick but I happen to know for a fact that I am normal and no

different from everyone else, i.e., Sharon and Jude. Frankly, I am quite worried
about Tom. I think taking part in a beauty contest has started to make him crack
under the pressures we women have long been subjected to and he is becoming
insecure, appearance obsessed and borderline anorexic.

Evening climaxed with Tom cheering himself up letting off rockets from the
roof terrace into the garden of the people below who Tom says are homophobic.

Thursday 9 November

8st 13 (better without Smoothies), alcohol units 5 (better than having huge
stomach full of puréed fruit), cigarettes 12, calories 1456 (excellent).

V. excited about the dinner party. Fixed for a week on Tuesday. This is the guest
list: Jude Vile Richard Shazzer Tom Pretentious Jerome

(unless get v. lucky and it is off between him and Tom by Tuesday) Magda

Jeremy Me Mark Darcy Mark Darcy seemed very pleased

when I rang him up.

'What are you going to cook?' he said. 'Are you good at cooking?'

'Oh, you know . . . ' I said. 'Actually, I usually use Marco Pierre White. It's
amazing how simple it can be if one goes for a concentration of taste.'