So I may have been a bit hasty in deleting the Nanny Diaries post. But live and learn. Ce la vie, and all that. Hopefully I’ve distracted everyone with the new layout.

I decided to do it. To take myself out on a date tonight. I am, I have decided, the best company I could choose for myself right now in the absence of anyone else I could choose.

The night started out nice enough- dinner, a trip to the book store. There’s nothing I adore much more than schlepping around the book store for a few hours without any serious intentions of buying anything at all. It’s harder to do that in Decatur, considering there are no book stores located anywhere I’m aware of.

-Interestingly enough, firefox’s spell check recognizes “schlepping” but does not recognize “firefox.” Funny.

I always expect that I’ll find my true love someday on one of these solitary dates. Hopefully in the bookstore. Finding my soulmate in a bookstore would amount to the perfect amalgamation of every fantasy I’ve ever had about meeting a man. Probably why I keep finding myself in bookstores, and probably why I haven’t found my true love in Decatur yet.

After my excursion to the bookstore, fruitless in both love finding and book buying, I headed over to the movie theater to partake of the cinematic gem Dan in Real Life. I loved this movie. There’s something about movies that try and recreate the human experience that get me every time. Those movies that aren’t exactly romantic comedies, and aren’t exactly heart wrenching dramas- the ones that fall somewhere ambiguously in between. Those movies I like. A lot. Dan just did it for me, in every possible way a movie could have possibly pleased me at the very moment that I was watching it. Probably not the most poignant piece of cinema that has every hit the silver screen, but honest and unreal in not altogether conflicting ways. There’s something unbelievably likable about Steve Carell in this movie that kept me on his side the entire time. Dane Cook couldn’t even ruin it for me.

Norbert Leo Butz was in it, and he got fat. The only disappointing thing I could find about this movie.

There was something incredibly ironic about watching the story of a man who is completely alone, in a movie theater- completely alone. Ha. Maybe more funny than ironic.

My night was a success in that it both picked up my spirits considerably and I got out of the house for a much needed few hours. Speaking of the house, we’ve come to the decision that this is probably the last prolonged stay I’ll be having in Plainfield. At least with the fam. We’ve all agreed that there’s something- off about having me around for so long. So I did it today, I got that storage locker to house those things that I don’t necessarily need at school, but don’t need to burden my parents with, and am bringing the rest of it back to my apartment. I don’t really know where I’m going to go over breaks, but after this month of constant awkwardness, staying at my place in Decatur doesn’t seem so bad.

I won’t have any bookstores to frequent though. Love can wait I guess. Ha!