Just another (non)manic Sunday

Ah, Sunday night. The OH is preparing a prawn-based feast, and my weary soul is much looking forward to devouring it while watching the new series of 24. It's been a bit of a trashy day - much telly watching (My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding/Snog, Marry, Avoid), and lying in bed at daft hours due to my inability to sleep like a normal person at nighttime. Could've be something to do with the late night McD's sitting in my tummy though...

It's not all mindless TV though - I've 3 books on the go at present. 'Seven Troop' by Andy McNab, 'Notes of a Dirty old Man' by Charles Bukowski, and 'The Long Walk' by Stephen King. All extremely different tales & styles of writing, but I'm loving them all. If only I had but an ounce of their talent, or as in McNab's case, a wildly dramatic personal life & a good ghostwriter! No more 9-5 for me, nosiree.

Ah, wretched cupcakes. I have been eating far too many of them lately, and need to go back to the gym before they wreck their havoc... this weeks offering (no photo, because I smushed it by accident) was from 'Cocoa Emporium' in Afflecks Palace. Nice flavour, sponge was a bit heavy though. I'll definitely be up for trying one of their 'Jammy Dodger' offerings though next time, inventive!

Off to check ebay. There's a stuffed squirrel on a motorbike I've got my beady (& demented) sights upon...