I’ve finished reading Harry Potter so no need to combine that with my run tomorrow. I’ve spent the day laying around reading and eat – what is it with reading that makes you eat so much? I feel like I’m on the express train to Lardsville. I don’t normally eat that much when reading but then I normally only read at bedtime.
Right now I’m waiting for my sister to finish reading to see if she want to go to the pub and watch the footy cos I’m feeling the need to get out of the house. Too much time inside drives me crazy. I want to go and tell her she won the ‘Who Will Die First in Harry Potter’ betting but that would totally be a spoiler. And yes, my family bets on everything – the ARIA awards, the little league at the footy, TV shows, everything. Except tattslotto. And the pokies. And the horses except on rare occasions.
Totally unrelated, one of my housemates moved out today. That makes me so happy. Now I just have to get rid of the other one.