This is so so insanely good. It’s the book you want to send off immediately to your ex you still have feelings for, and your current crush, and also the book you put down periodically because you have to stop and laugh, really laugh, out loud, for longer than a minute. Sharp and funny and so brilliantly on-point with its stream-of-consciousness interior monologue about how we (human beings in general, and specifically men I suppose) think about relationships and romance and sex and the opposite sex. Not what we think when it’s daylight and your life is going well and you’re at work or talking to friends and you’re the calm stable adult, but what you think in the wild and crazy and trivial domestic moments and all the awkward mundanity and flashes of pure glory of being in a real relationship, and the adrenaline and loss of connection and magic of starting a new one.

Read it. It is hyper-articulate about love and pop culture, and hyper-aware about the peculiar quirks and stupidity and strengths of the male gender in particular.

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