Calories and muses

Dave wants to start dieting again, which, by extension, means that I'll be dieting too. Yes, I desperately need to halve my body weight, but it's so much bloody effort. I loathe dieting. The problem this time, is that I'm out of ideas for healthy food despite having almost every Weight Watchers book under the sun. Well, the main problem is really that I have zero motivation and serious ice-cream urges. At least I managed to unearth my WW calculator.

Expect my mood to go downhill on Monday when all the fat is abruptly ripped from my diet. I can see me now, desperately licking a butter wrapper....

In less calorific news, I've taken a little break from Fracture to try and finish off the fourth chapter of Wild Things. Probably not the best idea in the world, but I'm enjoying writing decent sex. Joolz posted a gorgeous pic of Kirk and Rob in the woods which managed to wrench my Lars-muse back from his holiday in Rio. It may be a flying visit but I'm going to try and make the most of it.

Randomness

What kind of name is "Death from above 1979" for a band? What happened to short names for bands? All the new bands that are popping up everywhere seem to have absurdly long names.