Just woke up.
Fell asleep reading my too-large fantasy novel. The thing is just hard work to hold in bed.
Lentil soup is bubbling away (based on Rach's recipe, it's bloody good, I added chilli and spinach) .
And nothing.
I have nothing to do except eat my soup, read my book.
And start everything again tomorrow. Can't have everything now, can you?
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No. You can't have everything, but if you had everything, you probably wouldn't want it.
What's the book?
Book is The Bonehunters by Steven Erikson.
I am not a massive fan of fantasy, but Erikson is an absolute genius. I rate him with Tolkien. Controversial, I know. The books are more of a brief glimpses of a massive tapestry than a traditional series, as such.
Hard work in places (Just like JRR) but well worth the effort. I can lend you Gardens of the Moon, which is the first of them.
I'm glad you like the soup.
What else would you have, if not a safe place to read a book and food?
I know what I'd have.
A diamond studded alarm clock, so at least when I wake up I can be both blinging and sleepy.
And bitches to call my very own.
(as a market-related aside, have you seen the seedless cocktail avocadoes?! I'll bet they have squid DNA in them.)
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