I finished the entire book in one day during downtime at work. This is both good and bad. Good: filled slow down time with ample laughter. Bad: Ample laughter while library patrons glare at me from behind their obviously not-as-funny reads. 
 The thing about Allie Brosh's writing is that it is so unforgivably honest that it's impossible not to relate to the recollections and stories. There are so many quirks and hilarities in every page even a sourpuss would enjoy. 
 For me, the segment about depression really hit home. Brosh was able to show depression more accurately than the latest scientific journals and deserves all the accolades she's received on the matter. Anyone who has struggled with their own brain, myself included, will feel as though they're reading their our thoughts in someone else's words and anyone who HASN'T struggled will suddenly understand what the hell we're talking about. 
 Anyway. Read it. Trust me.