I started this blog when I had just turned 30 and hadn’t dated anyone for a long time. At the time, I chose the title because the movie was hitting closer and closer to home without being quite as funny as it was in my 20s.
Now solidly in my 30s and still a (mostly ironically) sad singleton, this is the diary of a person who’s gone through a bit of shit (why do I have a British accent in my head right now?) lately, but is picking herself up and dusting herself off. Personal crisis? Bring it. Heightened awareness? Bring that shit. Enlightened spirituality? Oh it’s been brung. Online dating? Uh, sure, bring that too, as long as I can have at least one dessert during or after every shitty date.