I finished Petite Anglaise's book last night, and I have to say the second half made me like her more. I actually found myself, for the first time in a long time, coming home and continuing to read instead of just turning on the telly, so that says a lot for her ability to tell a story. I also fell head over heels for her daughter, who is described so adorably it almost makes me broody. I thought ending the tale before she was sacked for alleged 'gross misconduct' was a really interesting thing to do. It stopped the book from becoming a feeble, finger-pointing attempt at payback, and (of course) made me want to go to the blog to find out more.

In other news, this new 'people you may know' thing on Facebook is beginning to drive me mad. It may as well be called 'people you don't want to add' or 'people who don't want to add you' or 'people who used to bully you in school'. Or in my case 'people you're having a silent battle of nerves with concerning who will add who first'. See there are loads of people on the list that I know vaguely. Obviously we share mutual friends. But who's going to cave in first?

I really need to get out more.

I'm currently reading Catherine Sanderson's 'Petite Anglaise' book. I must confess I've probably only stopped by the blog a handful of times, and even then only because it was so famous in the blogosphere that I felt I was missing something by not taking a look. I don't know much about her history, so I'm able to read the book without any preconceptions.

The truth is, I'm not particularly taken with the heroine (though I think she's incredibly brave for being so frank) but I do think the book is an interesting look at personal blogging and how easily it can swallow you up. It's actually a very selfish thing, to blog about your personal life, and this book demonstrates that brilliantly. Though I've never been as unlucky as Petite (who lost her job thanks to her blog and started an affair with a commenter) I did, for a very long time, live for my blog. It's hard to think now that there was a time when I'd update daily simply with news of my life. I don't know what I'd talk about now!

But I was a silly teenager / student with a completely different readership. My stupid mistakes were easily forgotten and can now be put down to an immaturity that I can look back and laugh at. I said far too much on my blog when I used to recount tales of my (dull) life every day. Now I blog for a living, I'm far more reserved about what I put down on my personal site. I suppose that's because I know if I muck it up here, it puts everything else I do in jeopardy.

The irony is, the other day my boss told me she missed my old personal blog. Crazy woman!

"It is a truth universally acknowledged that when one part of your life starts going okay, another falls spectacularly to pieces." - Bridget Jones's Diary

"A man being rich is like a girl being pretty. You wouldn't marry a girl just because she's pretty, but my goodness, doesn't it help?" - Gentlemen Prefer Blondes

"If you look people in the eye, they won't notice what you're wearing." - The Wedding Date

"Depravity can be terribly boring if you don't smoke or drink." - Paris When It Sizzles

"Cute is dangerous. Cute leads to feeling, which leads to screwing, which leads to screwed." - Heartbreakers

"E-mail is for geeks and pedophiles" - Cruel Intentions

"Sometimes I sing and dance around the house in my underwear. Doesn't make me Madonna. Never will." - Working Girl

"God wouldn't have given you maracas if He didn't want you to shake 'em" - Dirty Dancing

I'm spending my Saturday watching cooking shows on TV. Considering how infrequently I actually cook, it's surprising how much I love watching James Martin creating a coronary in a pan, and also how many recipe books I own. Tonight, inspired by his disgusting looking thai crab risotto (it was all good until the two huge handfuls of parmesan cheese went in with the chilli and lemongrass...) I will be cooking. Gemma's paella for one, followed by a sober Saturday Night With John Barrowman, the BBC's latest unannounced initiative (seriously, The Kids Are Alright, Doctor Who and I'd Do Anything all follow each other. All we need now is for him to present the lottery).

I should really be at the gym. I finally gave in and joined online last week, but I've yet to even get as far as going in and picking up my membership pack, as my 'home' branch is closed on weekends. Good excuse, eh?

I'm sat at work (though technically all 'work' has finished) listening to cheesy music, drinking wine that a colleague got at Christmas, and eating exotic chocolates that were sent to me to try because I, er, write for a fashion blog. The chocs actually ended up costing quite a lot in customs charges, but it was worth it for the moblog pic.

In a few minutes it's off to be reunited with my BFF from home. I say 'reunited', she was here about 3 weeks ago. The weekend is set to be taken up with much geekery. I may or may not be spending my Saturday night in front of the TV and then going to a Doctor Who exhibition and a John Barrowman 'gig' on Sunday. It depends how cool I want you to think I am.

Apparently the Barrowman affair includes a time set aside for 'banter' (in between showtunes and Osmonds covers). I would be lying if I wasn't really excited about this.

To those of you who've just lost all respect for me, sorry about that. I'm hoping to readdress the balance by going to the Isle of Wight and Hard Rock Calling festivals. Possibly wearing skinny jeans, something from Urban Outfitters and an ethnic scarf. I will drink Carling out of a plastic cup and make comments about how it's all so generic and Radio 1, before getting my photo taken with a member of the Kooks and putting it on my facebook.

1. "No offence, but..."
- I'm about to say something really offensive.

2. "It's not you, it's me."
- But really it's you.

3. "You can do better."
- This is always said by your more attractive friend. They mean well, but they're lying.

4. "I'm moving out next month."
- Time to find a new housemate. Good luck with that.

5. "We're having to make some cutbacks..."
- And you're the first to go.

6. "I'm sorry, those were the last of the bags from that flight."
- So have fun trying to get your suitcase back. Bye now!

7. "No, you're not on the list."
- So get lost. Even if you have been waiting for an hour in the rain.

8. "We've finished serving drinks now."
- see above.

9. "Who's your friend?"
- Because they're way more attractive than you.

10. "Er, you know that ireplaceable plate / bowl / mug / glass you really loved?
- I broke it. Ha ha!