Read most of
How to Make Love Like a Porn Star by Jenna Jameson, which was compellingly trashy, but couldn't be bothered finishing it. It's the sort of book which leaves a bad taste in your mouth even if you enjoy it.
In the last few hours I got through
The Restraint of Beasts, which is a sort of working class black comedy, great read, was actually shortlisted for The Booker. Hilariously deadpan in the way the scenario grows more and more absurd without the understated tone ever wavering. I didn't like the clipped ending though.
Having a super lazy day so I'm about to start on Les Miserables.