I want to be augusten burroughs’ friend. his book makes you fall in love with this quirky, awkward, sophisticated young man. it also makes you kind of awkward, because if you’re reading in a small public space, such as an airplane, it’s awkward to laugh out loud. augusten’s writing makes you feel like you’re apart of his family’s dysfunction. you can feel the tension, smell the mold, hear the screaming, and taste the dog food.
i want to see the movie, but i have a feeling it can’t compete with the pictures i have in my head.