Diane Lane is that older woman in a romantic comedy goddess that gives me hope. Bonus, I have a major crush on the hot mess that is John Cusack.
In the last few months I have had (I think) six first dates, one two-dater, and three times I have been stood up. I now know that a “night cap” is code, as is “netflix and chill”. Three were looking for a hook up; one looked like he was scarily smitten, and the other three were nice guys…and no spark.
The blind date is this mixture of hope, expectation and resignation.
Movies compress time to the happy ending. They also end it at the happy part. I guess I’m smack dab in the middle of the montage. I should figure out what tune it should be.
Anyway, here is my dog.