Spooky little girl

heard that this author was supoosed to be funny, and this book was specifically mentioned - so i put aside the dry memoir i was in the midst of to read this.
i laughed a few times, sure, but overall it was mild crap. it reminded me of other British fluff i've read - like Bridget Jones's diary, or the shopaholic sries, or those useless novels i read while at the dude ranch 2 summers ago (which were so much fluff, i can't even remember the plots, let alone the titles).
back to the memoir. ho-hum.