Finished reading the second book of the Sookie Stackhouse series. Can't decide wether I like it or not and if I'll be buying the rest of the books. I might do. They're an easy read for when you can't really be bothered.

Now I'm reading this book that I forget what it's called. I bought it for $6.95 from my bookclub when they had a sale because they said it was for people who enjoyed Phillip Pullam and I loved the HDM trilogy so I snapped this book up. It is alright. It is about a faerie queen at the same time as Queen Elizabeth is queen (I can never remember what number she is - the protestant one that was going to be killed by her sister (both daughters of King Henry the VIII)). The faerie Queen makes it so that Elizabeth is Queen and in doing so makes herself Queen to (I don't really know yet - I'm not that far into the book).

I was reading this book called 'Alma Cogan' which actually is very well written and some of it I read and I'm like wow that's a really good writing - it really pulls you in and is so good at describing that sensation or scenario or whatever but the book itself is not keeping me entertained. I'm not sitting there reading it rather than doing something more important. I might go back to it though.

Today I put on mascara and was surprised I can wear it. I put mascara on once, years ago and it got on my glasses because my eyelashes were too long so in the intervening years my eyelashes have either become shorter, more curled or my glasses sit differently so now I can wear it. I was surprised. I put on my new purple eye shadow/eye liner duo and DOES NOT go on like the picture depicts. Things always look so good in the picture.

I looked at a past journal entry and realised I still have to ring my psychologist. Oops. My bad.

My oldest sister brought over and old computer to my other older sisters house (the one with kids) and my nephew wanted a go at it (he is desperate to have a go on a computer since he's usually not allowed) but it had no mouse so my sister went to buy one and he kept saying about how my sister was going to get a raddit (rabbit). The mouse didn't work anyway - it's an old computer so maybe the mouse port thing has all dust in it or something. I tried numerous times and I couldn't get it to work and my nephew nearly cried because he had waited all this time for the 'raddit' and then he still couldn't play a game on the 'cuter'. It was sad.

My sister had a kids book party plan thing and her friend with a new baby came over - I forgot how small new babies are. I held him. He was small and warm and wriggly. My nephew kept kissing him and my sister thought he'd hurt him in some way because there was a mark on his forhead but it turned out to be chocolate biscuit. My neice who is nearly one and half didn't like the baby and also she's teething some more so she was very clingy.

I've just completely freaked myself out. There was this greyish thing on top of our printer, like a bit of apper or something and I picked it up and it felt really weird and moved and I freaked out and shivered (you know the kind of shiver where people say 'Someone must be walkign over your grave?') because I was like WTF is that and it is a moth. Now that it has nearly made me wee my pants I have let it go outside.