Sometimes I'm in the mood to read trashy novels like this. ( Collapse )
It's nice to stay in bed til the afternoon, which I managed by all of 3 minutes today by lying in to finish my book. Tesco arrived in nice time and with only one small substitution this week. Since then I've discovered a rogue CD which somehow hadn't got copied into the jukebox library and rectified the problem. Put a pile of books away with a certain amount of difficulty (the shelves are getting too full again). Made a gigantic cup of espresso (which came out a bit muddy but otherwise good). And not much else. Need to work out what to read next. Update: Or alternatively I could just go and doze off for 3 hours instead. Oops.