I would like to start by saying that this live-blogging has brought out the very, very, very best in my commentboxes. People, my god, you are HOT!! I just sat down and read your comments, laughing hysterically, then Mr. CB sat next to me and we read them together, out loud, and laughed together. You make me so happy!!
I think I'm going to do a live-blog every Day One, it's better than a couple of Naprogesic, hot wheat-bag, Imigran, vodka and staying in bed all day.
For sure. It's the CURE.
Now, Book Club.
My BC is not the usual BC. We pool our resources to purchase 1 or 2 newly published books every month, then take turns reading them. The suitcase is the accumulation of several years' books, with many many cullings along the way. Each month one of us gets about a dozen books out on spec from the local bookstore, we vote, and then return the rejects the next day.
What I ate:
Strawberries & cream lollies
Snakes (but not the green ones, I hate those)
A slice of lemon tart
I can't remember much about any of the books. I told them that I had read "Her Fearful Symmetry" and loved it, but they told me that they agreed with Badger and that I didn't know what the fuck I was talking about. Did that use of the f word sound convincing?
Na. I know. I'll keep trying.
Then I told them how I also read "The Neighbour," and that it was a piece of crap, but a really great read. It was kind of like those banana lollies, highly addictive, fake, not especially good for you and leaves you with a strange aftertaste. Then they talked about a few books, can't remember them. Honestly, I can't. It was after my bedtime!
I chose a book,which I'm quite excited about. Then we argued about how to parent teenagers, different nail-polish colours, and whether we should cull any of the books.
I was the last one to leave, it's the only way I can be sure they won't gossip about me. I'm a professional Book Clubber my dears, profesh.
Good night all, and thanks for being there for me on Day One. Mwah xxxx