I have to admit, at first I was terrified that I wasn't going to like John Green's books. Because I am a HUGE nerdfighter and I thought, "oh god, what if". So I've been putting off reading his stuff for a while now. But I had nothing to worry about, because it was awesome. (And I should have just trusted in John.) 
 I feel like I should have something more profound to say about the book as a whole... but it's sort of escaping me at the moment. It made me laugh, it made me cry (read: sob) and I really appreciated how it dealt with the themes of life, death and grieving. It's rare to see a book do that so honestly. 
 And I realize now that I returned my copy to the library and forgot to leave a nerdfighter note in it. Damn! Oh well, I'll just have to remember when I sign out An Abundance of Katherines.