Tonight, we went out to dinner.

It was bad.

This was a bad freaking date.

The positives: the food was good. The dessert was transcendent.

The bads: the conversation was terrible.

Another positive: I looked great. I did a slight adjustment to my makeup and it really worked.

And that’s about it.

He’s a really sweet guy. He’s smart and well-read. He’s well employed. Um. He’s in great shape — has a runner’s body, as he is a runner.

That’s it.

So, we’re done.