he bought me a book called la bella figura- a field guide to the italian mind, so that i can better understand his culture and why he is the way he is.
halfway through the book now i realize the guy i am seeing embodies every fucking stereotype of being italian. suddenly he is not as special anymore is he? he is just a TYPICAL italian man!
from his massive disorganization but obsession with cleaning and fixing his room, his justification and self-rationalization of his sins and non-sins, his hoarding habits, to the great actor that he is.

i now can literally read him like a book so everything i thought was amazing about him is simply the italian effect. booh.

it is a funny book though, and if you have italian friends, even funnier.