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So, this book. Where to start. I guess we'll start with the fact that I found out after reading it that the author also wrote for Saturday Night Live. Oh, well, that's not a great criteria for being funny. When was the last time SNL was funny? Much like SNL, there are occasional flashes of brilliance between long bouts of repetitive bs. For those who want to know those flashes of brilliance and comedy are: "Unprotected" and "The Present". Everything else is either average or not funny in the slightest.
I also feel the need to point out that reading this as a woman is this: It would be misogynistic if it weren't so clear that this was clearly written by a man who has experienced a lot of rejection in his life and is incredibly bitter. Women are very one dimensional and vapid and emotional throughout.