I promise I'm not an introvert

I'm a bit late this week because I finished my book with ten minutes to spare and I didn't feel like writing at 11:50 pm on the night before starting a new job.

I've historically never enjoyed anything apocalyptic. The Book of Revelations never held any fascination for me; the zombie craze is one that I find horrific and Children of Men is not a movie I'd willingly re-watch. However, Good Omens was a hilariously fun version of this: quippy, irreverent, philosophical and ironic. However, my trend of disliking the work of joint authors continues. I've very much enjoyed both Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett's work before but I felt like both of their flavours were slightly lacking in the combination of their efforts. I don't think this book would rank very high on the (long) list of Terry Pratchett books I've read.

True to form, I attempted to read most of this book during lunch at work. I was not very successful as, annoyingly, I actually like my co-workers at the new campus and find myself talking to people during lunch instead of huddling in a corner and pretending not to see anyone else.

Can't beat the lunch room view though!