Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

9.5

I can't say I enjoyed it, but I watched it. Well, you know. I was on a date. Yes, all the stuff that goes with the territory: she was draped all over me, we gasped in the scary bits, laughed in the funny bits, and left feeling bigger and older than when we went in. What was it about? Quite frankly, if I admit that I paid attention, I will look like I've failed. Thanks, though.

Oh?
Yeah, we're out again tomorrow night. Perhaps then, I'll remember what the film was about.

5 comments:

  1. This is . . . depressing. I don't like that people hide themselves to be liked/respected/avoid being mocked.

    Sure, sure, I understand why they do it. I do it, too.

    It still depresses me, particularly in connection with dating.

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  2. But dudes do this all the time. And they are the annoying ones.

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  3. Girls do this all the time--and they seem to be the ones with dates.

    Perhaps that's overly bitter sounding, but I don't mean it to be.

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  4. Yes, and I'm sure that has nothing to do with why more than half of all marriages end in divorce or why relationships in which people live together but are not married tend to be unsuccessful long-term.

    It's completely unrelated. I don't even know why I brought it up.

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  5. I don't think it's unrelated. Acting fake and then being discovered--well, if one hasn't learned that a vow is a vow, he or she might go somewhere else. Then again, what do I know?

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