Oy. The world is conspiring against singles tonight! Or maybe just me. Like some sort of weird "Look! You're not part of a couple! Everyone else is!" singleton bingo. Or something.

There were several "Bingo" moments this week, but the best was tonight:

So I'm leaving the parking lot of my favorite Japanese resturant after eating there with my mom (heh, that could be a bingo point on it's own: eating at one of the number one local date spots with my MOTHER), and as I'm pulling out, I noticed some weird movement in the car a few cars from me. So I stop and I stare for a moment trying to figure out what was going on.

It took me a full 5 minutes of watching to realize it was a couple making out in the car. I had to stop and laugh and laugh because, yeah, 5 minutes? I am that far from the dating scene that I did not even recognize making-out when I saw it.

And then, of course, I felt retarded and a little creepy for watching a random couple make out in a parking lot.

Go me!