Today, I went on yet another one of my interminable dates with my lonesome. I saw "Atonement" for real this time. (in short, beautiful, and pretty good)
Driving into the parking lot, looking for a spot to park, I catch sight of a tall, cute kid. "What an interesting haircut that kid's got," I admire. "If I were as tall and thin as he is, I'd like that jacket too." The older guy next to him offers him a light and turns around.
And I see that it's none other than this guy, the one...well, one of them....who told me I was too old for him...ten or so years ago.
I waited a few minutes until they were safely in, bought myself a ticket, got a (real, not diet, dammit) coke...(albeit a medium) and went in.