Okay… I’m kind of embarrassed to be listing this one. But…<\/p>\n
Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason<\/i> by Helen Fielding<\/p>\n
Okay. So I was in an airport a while back about to board a two hour flight and I had not brought a book. I rushed into one of those kiosky news stands that have about 7 books available. This was the only book that looked palatable, and hey, I liked the movie okay. It was that or some Jackie Collins rubbish.<\/p>\n
I read a little bit of it on the flight, then took a nap.<\/p>\n
It sat in my Unread Books pile for a long time. A year? Maybe more?<\/p>\n
A couple weeks ago, I was looking for something mindless to read. Voila! <\/p>\n
It’s a silly little book. The diary format is enjoyable. Every few days I would put it down and say “forget it, why am I bothering to read about this hopeless woman with self-help book addictions?” But I have a compulsion to finish any story I start, no matter how bad. I have very seldom been able to walk out in the middle of a movie or not finish a book without some severe mental reprecussions. One of the few exceptions is The Lord of the Rings<\/i>, because for some reason, I just don’t care about those fat hobbits and their silly ring. I know I should, to be a geek worth a geek’s salt, but I don’t.<\/p>\n
Six or seven months ago, I watched half of School of Rock<\/i> with Jack Black, and it’s been nagging me ever since. I know it’s a mediocre movie with a predictable ending, but I still need to see it<\/i>.<\/p>\n
Anyway, I finished it. It’s done. If you like reading fairly witty books about pathetically neurotic women, then this is the book for you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Okay… I’m kind of embarrassed to be listing this one. But… Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason by Helen Fielding Okay. So I was in an airport a while back about to board a two hour flight and I had … Continue reading