You know what's nice?
When you've built up a famous someone or other in your mind to be really interesting and intelligent and funny and warm, and then hang out with them and they totally are. Yeah, this guy might be the nicest person I've ever met in D.C. So even though my weekend didn't include a date with John Krasinsky, it's ok. Cause it did get me one step closer to becoming someone's Miss Washington D.C.