The Divine Comedy
Isn't God funny?
Last year, the year I break up with my boyfriend, my hotness radar was off. Not that there wasn't any to detect, just little blips here and there.
This year, I'm baggage free (relationshipwise) and there are guys of admirable appearance and manner just floating around here...taunting me. Today, I was in the library to get my semi-daily ham and cheese plus a mocha ('cause I'm sleepy!) and a few places ahead of me was this...guy who looked like Brandon Lee.
Take a moment to appreciate this.
Done?
Ok, so after my Crow thing ran its course, I took the time to just, you know, look at him (visual stalker). Imagine my surprise (or would that be anxiety?) when he spared me a glance too!
For those who don't know, spared glances are like flirtation to me, as I am too shy to actually speak to a guy.
So we had our two-ships-passing-in-the-night thing, which I've had way too many times this year without any actual interaction.
Damnit! He was hot and he looked at me! What's wrong with me? Why didn't I say anything?
What if he has a girlfriend? What if he's gay? What if he's just looking at my hair, which is streaked an unusal color?
These are the thoughts that plague me when a guy piques my interest.
Still, I could have at least smiled at him, yeah?
Stupid excessive anxiety complex.
Anyway, at least I have Dane Cook to cheer me up. He's a funny, funny man.
God, I can't wait for this day to be over.