This week I've been knitting two things; my mother's noro cardigan is going quite well. The sleeve is looking quite sleeve like and I love the ways the colours are going. My cowl is also going quite nicely, except for the leeeetle error that I wrote about yesterday but i'm okay with owning the mistake, and I think it looks quite nice either way.
I'm reading Busting Vegas, which bills itself as "A True Story of Monumental Excess, Sex, Love, Violence, and Beating the Odds" which is quite melodramatic. The book isn't really that dramatic and reminds me a little of the move 21.
I'm just about finished listening to Moving Pictures. It didn't grow on me, I generally found the characters cardboard and not particularly memorable, but it was worth listening to just for the talking dogs.