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251 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 15, 2014
I don't think hook-ups are wrong exactly, but they don't feel quite right either. It's like opening a bag of Chips Ahoy! and only having a couple, and feeling good about your incredible willpower, but then spending the rest of the day passing through the kitchen and helping yourself to another cookie each time. I'd never thought of myself as the kind of guy who would do hook-ups. But you do it once, and you realize how easy it is, and it becomes kind of addictive.That sort of sums up my thoughts on casual and immediate sex with strangers. Way back in the day before I met my husband, that hour or so would be fun, but always left me feeling so empty and cheap. *sigh*
MY. FACE. FELL. FUCKING. OFF. :- O No words. Just no words, other than possibly "insanity". 7 days. Sure, let's play Russian roulette with our LIVES. Deep breath, deep breath. (Thankfully, Russel didn't go there.)
B: "We can bareback now."
R: "What?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm on PrEP. Been seven days now too."
R: "That doesn't mean you can bareback," I said. That basically means having sex without condoms. Full sex. Penetrative sex.
B: "Sure, it does."
R: "No, no. You're still supposed to use condoms, at least with people you don't absolutely know are HIV-negative. Like, after being monogamous and getting tested together?"
Boston just looked at me, his face completely
blank.
I am more interesting than Russel. You are more interesting than Russel. There is an attempt to make this book humorous. It didn't work for me. I kept waiting for something to happen but unless you count hunting Bigfoot as something happening it was devoid of significant action that would promote the telling of a story. No plot. No story. No reason to turn the page except I would never give a bad rating to a book I hadn't read completely. Contemplating panning this bunch of musings I was forced to read every page to be certain of my reaction was negative. It became torture to continue to read this tediously monotonous book.
Russel breaks everyone his age down into two categories: those with unstoppable career drives and those with passionate aimlessness. He spends the entirety of the book trying to figure out where he fits. Well there are three quick digressions.
The first is into his female roommate's questioning polyamorous sexuality which ends with no definite answer. The second is will his male roommate's obsession with Bigfoot and with new found peace when it's suggested it's related to his fathers death. How? That too goes unanswered except for a moose sighting. The third is whether Russel should go back to his jerk ex-boyfriend which isn't answered since they decide to try again but without a convincing commitment unless moving to Hollywood will do it.
So that's where we are left until the next book in the series. Where does Russel fit in his dichotomy of unstoppable career drives and passionate aimlessness? He fits where we all do. We go to school/college and when that ends we try to get a job that interests us if at all possible. But common sense escapes Russel.
Russel gives his own rating to the degree of interest the story holds and judges it "...the lowest rated reality show of all time." So even the MC finds the story boring. See quote below.
Quote:
"At this point, I'd like to point out that we didn't spend all our time on Gunnar's houseboat having stupid, irrelevant debates like this--over the Theory of Everything and Bigfoot.
I'd like to point that out, but I can't, because we pretty much did talk about stuff like this all the time. This was what happened when you put three twentysomething dorks together in the same ridiculously small houseboat. It was like some kind of reality TV show--the lowest rated reality TV show of all time, but still."
Yes indeed Russel you are right "This was what happens when you put three twentysomething dorks together in the same ridiculously small houseboat". You get something like the "...lowest rated reality TV show of all time," …and call it a book.
I explained how envious I was of my friends Min and Gunnar for having Unstoppable Career Drive and Passionate Aimlessness when I didn't have either, and how it seemed like everyone around me was on one of those two tracks. Everyone except me.
Vernie leaned in closer. "I'll let you in on a little secret. It's not just your friends, and it's not just now. Those have always been the two choices in life, at least if you wanna be happy."