It's months since I read anything, but I just finished the Bridget Jones sequel in two evenings flat. Strange really reading romantic slop and feeling better for it. Also odd reading book after seeing film of book. Especially when I did the original the other way round. I think I'm rather more taken with the film version of Rebecca though. More amusing.
Should go to sleep now, but feeling blocked up and somehow reluctant. Another one of those days when I'm almost hoping to be too ill for work in the morning. Still, nearly the weekend. Though it looks like being a busy one when really I just want rest.
