I liked the concept, the setting, and characters, but I was insanely bored while reading this. Despite all the good it had going for it, I just wasn't clicking with it. 

Kleinbaum took every bit of charm from the movie and crushed it, threw it in donkey poop and spat a big ol juicy glob of halitosis saliva right on top of it. 

Eh, maybe that was a little bit of an exaggeration, but this book was rushed, poorly written, and aggressively uninspired. It felt like a mediocre screenplay. That is really not what you want to see in a novel. I really wouldn't be as insulted by this had I not seen the movie, but when you compare the two you can see one is significantly worse than the other (hmm I wonder which).

literally my introduction into reading. I would not be on this platform right now if it weren't for Warriors

Wow? Wow. No words. A book about learning how to love yourself and treat yourself with compassion. This isn't a "clear your mind so you can be a productivity machine" kind of book. This is a "you are a human being with human feelings, and that is beautiful" book.

A lot of Campbell's ingenuity shined through here with his metaphors, and I really enjoyed the grumpy sock puppets and child-you-with the-tin-can-phone visualizations (and, like, literally everything else).

It was also a hilarious book, though I admit the amount of jokes and references was just a teeny bit over-the-top. Still, his jokes landed more times than not, so that's yet another win for him.

If you couldn't already tell, I seriously enjoyed Your Head is a Houseboat and got a lot of value out of this little thing. I get the strong urge to recommend it to everyone I know, but I know they likely will never read it haha.