I. can’t. even. (Which, by the way, is this year’s “awesome” or “literally” in terms of phrases I use way too much and for every occasion.)
Myracle picked one of my few DNF books of the year as the winner of this round.
The only thing worse than not liking a book . . . . is when, then, you see your friends and people you like falling all over with love and affection for the book. It’s like standing on the other side of the window, in the rain, looking in at the birthday party with cake and ice cream asking yourself, “why don’t I get it? What is wrong with me that this book doesn’t work for me? Why can’t I have ice cream?”
Oh. Myracle selected Life: An Exploded Diagram.
My brackets are so. screwed. up. right now I may redo them this Sunday, just to see if my second round of guessing is just as off as the first round.
Oh, and another thing. For some reason I keep wanting to call it Life: An Unexploded Diagram. Go figure.