Pig of a week

After a pleasant weekend in Blackpool, this week turned into a pig of a week mainly due to getting a cough and cold. I felt it coming on and said to Mark (who had almost (apparently) died from his cold the week before) I think I'm starting with that cold you had. He said, oh, it's not a bad one. I reminded him that he said he was dying from it.. oh, he said.. erm, rumbled! Men and man flu! So the cough has progressed all week and now my ribs hurt from coughing but it's still not broken. Very non productive and frustrating. Grrrrr.

I've also felt so lethargic and really just can't be bothered with anything. I've not even been reading which is sooo not like me. It doesn't help that I don't really have any books that are calling me to read. I'm half way through the third book in a trilogy, but it's one of those that I'm going to have to read just to close the series rather than it gripping me and making me read to the end. The book is one of the most recent Dragonlance books by Weiss and Hickman and they do have a tendancy to waffle on in the middle for no apparent reason. I need something new to read but I'm so difficult to please. I'm not a fan of chick-lit, or sloppy romance books. I don't like horror or anything that I have to work too hard at. If it confuses me or I has so many characters in it that I forget who's who and who belongs to who, I'll put it down straight away. I have just finished Slash's (Guns n' Roses) autobiography and thoroughly enjoyed it .. but my god! What a drug fueled life he lived! He's clean now though. Hat's off to him for turning it around. I've even been to local charity shops and have found nothing of interest. arghhhh.. I hate not having any books lined up.