Other night at the bar…
Me: “I feel like my life is this Timothy Hutton indie from the late 90s.”
Pal: “Who’s Timothy Hutton?”
Well, if you take the past few days, not only is my sentiment confirmed but it get’s a heavy dose of irony. Ps. The movie was Beautiful Girls. And it wasn’t very good. From what I remember… Hutton’s character just really mucks it up left, right and centre. As soon as I find a working VHS player (and a copy of that movie, which I’m assuming is not on DVD) I’ll make a little chart comparing my life and his. It’ll be… so depressing for you to read.
Anyway, it’s Groundhog Day today, right? Really feeling it this year.
