I just met the hottest guy I've ever met!
I think the subject line says it all. Now, I do believe myself to be a fetching young lady... at least to an extent... but I'm, like, working with a lot of flaws and somehow coming out 51% not ugly. Steve, however, is just plain beautiful. I'm not usually like this. In fact, I usually like awkward-looking guys, sometimes even ones who are less than 50% not ugly. But this guy's only personally/socially awkward. And SO HOT.
So, this is the story: I was walking toward the El four weeks ago and these guys on the street gave me a flier to a free long-form improv show near my house. I couldn't go that night, but I decided I would go the next week. And the show was pretty funny, and more or less worth the price (that's nothing). And then I came the next week, 'cause why not, and it was funnier. So I came this week, and it was the best it's been. And every time, there's this beautiful guy, who's also ridiculously funny (and not just in an "I'm hot so everything I do seems better" way, but rather in an "I'm actually fucking funny and it makes things so much better" way). They play good music, and they put on a good show, and I want to be their friend, and I feel like it's what happened with Ryan and Shorty Long or Hunter at Vulcan. I show up and eventually, I earn the coolest fucking friend(s) out of it. So why the hell not? I'm excited.
I usually go and then leave slowly, hoping I have something to say (I don't). But tonight this one guy from another team asked me to hang out with them. He gave me a beer, I introduced myself to some people, it was sort of awkward, but we got along and it was fun. And Steve was far away and not talking to me, but then he sort of joined the conversation, awkwardly. He came up and told me about how they used to do the show even if no one showed up and how they'd just goof around for themselves or drink a lot (at one point, I said I have no life so I come to their show and he walked by, looking at the floor, and said that they only do the improv show because they don't have lives either... it was adorable...). He went to count donations, and the other people invited me out to a bar. I felt awkward since we had just met, so I declined but said I'd be back next week. On the way out, this guy Dan did the whole "nice to meet you" thing, and then Steve was like "oh, yeah... I'm Steve... nice to meet you. Are you going to the bar? You should go to the bar." Unfortunately, I said no... which might have been smart (you know, "always leave them wanting more," eh?). And he told me to come back next week. Like I fucking wouldn't!
I'm literally so excited. I haven't felt this way about a boy in a really long time.
And, yes, I'm a creeper and found the improv team on Myspace. Steve is 22, and an intern trying to make money. Well we have those things in common.
So, this is the story: I was walking toward the El four weeks ago and these guys on the street gave me a flier to a free long-form improv show near my house. I couldn't go that night, but I decided I would go the next week. And the show was pretty funny, and more or less worth the price (that's nothing). And then I came the next week, 'cause why not, and it was funnier. So I came this week, and it was the best it's been. And every time, there's this beautiful guy, who's also ridiculously funny (and not just in an "I'm hot so everything I do seems better" way, but rather in an "I'm actually fucking funny and it makes things so much better" way). They play good music, and they put on a good show, and I want to be their friend, and I feel like it's what happened with Ryan and Shorty Long or Hunter at Vulcan. I show up and eventually, I earn the coolest fucking friend(s) out of it. So why the hell not? I'm excited.
I usually go and then leave slowly, hoping I have something to say (I don't). But tonight this one guy from another team asked me to hang out with them. He gave me a beer, I introduced myself to some people, it was sort of awkward, but we got along and it was fun. And Steve was far away and not talking to me, but then he sort of joined the conversation, awkwardly. He came up and told me about how they used to do the show even if no one showed up and how they'd just goof around for themselves or drink a lot (at one point, I said I have no life so I come to their show and he walked by, looking at the floor, and said that they only do the improv show because they don't have lives either... it was adorable...). He went to count donations, and the other people invited me out to a bar. I felt awkward since we had just met, so I declined but said I'd be back next week. On the way out, this guy Dan did the whole "nice to meet you" thing, and then Steve was like "oh, yeah... I'm Steve... nice to meet you. Are you going to the bar? You should go to the bar." Unfortunately, I said no... which might have been smart (you know, "always leave them wanting more," eh?). And he told me to come back next week. Like I fucking wouldn't!
I'm literally so excited. I haven't felt this way about a boy in a really long time.
And, yes, I'm a creeper and found the improv team on Myspace. Steve is 22, and an intern trying to make money. Well we have those things in common.