Sep 28, 2011
All my friends from high school, they're here with their wives, their kids - me, my date for the night is a sticky magazine. I used to believe in destiny, ya know? I'd go to the bagel place and see a pretty girl in line reading my favorite novel, whistling the song that's been stuck in my head all week, and I'd think, "Wow, hey, she's the one!" Now I think, "I just know that bitch is going to take the last whole wheat everything bagel." I've stopped believing - not in some depressed 'I'm going to cry during my toast' kind of way. Not in a way I even noticed until tonight. It's just every day I think I believe a little less, and a little less, and a little less...and that sucks.
Ted Mosby
