I read the first three pages of Then We Came to the End while waiting for the bus this afternoon as the rain spit down on me. So far so funny - very reminiscent of Douglas Coupland (who I love.) I am, of course, willing to be proved wrong but the first three pages, which are now marked with drops of rain have made for a promising start. As a somewhat reluctant occupier of the veal fattening pens, I have to admit that office culture can be pretty dang funny if described by the right voice. My book cover's different though - I always find it interesting/funny how books in North America and the UK have completely different artwork.
I'm tired. Last night we hosted a Chilli Night at our church and 80 'hungry folk' came out. (Stu has a knack for artfully convincing me to commit to things that then proceed to stress me out but eventually turn out well in the end.) It was a really good night - tasty food, good atmosphere and lots of help so we were happy. Even managed to raise a bit of dosh for the church's building fund which is good too.
And yes, Ninny and Nico, I am a crap blogger lately - sortof having issues about being madly off in all directions most of the time - but here's a late night post just for you x