Weekends are the best.

The Host is the best.

Pyjamas are the best.

I have been reading a lot. A lot a lot. I'm close to finishing The Host, and I really don't want to... but I want to see how it ends. I wish I hadn't read it at all yet, since this would be the perfect book to take on holiday. Gripping. And long, you can't just finish it on one bus journey.

I got the latest issues of the Buffy and Angel comics yesterday. (Actually, I got a lot of things yesterday, and my bank balance is looking pretty dismal.) Including the new and wonderful Martha Wainwright album, car insurance and travel insurance.


And on another note, I'm back on the Grey's Anatomy bandwagon in a big way- I really liked the last two episodes. I think it's gonna get it's groove back and make season five a great one!

Time to find some breakfast...

Oh. My. Gosh.
I wasn't into them at all. Not at all. There was nothing on the first few pages we got as a preview that commanded my attention, piqued my interest. Nothing in the cover art that made me go 'Huh. Wonder what the gang have been up to? I'd better pay that $8 and find out'.