I need to not suck at life

tonight for Halloween, me and my bitches went to a club that was having a delightful costume-y party. And I saw, from across the dance floor, a dude dressed as Captain Hammer. In my heart I immediately knew that this man was a kindred spirit, at least to some extent. 

However, I did not approach him/speak to him/make out with him as I should have. Instead I got more drinks and went to the bathroom.

I really need to not let people who are clearly so awesome slip through my grasp like that. 

(probably) Irish guy? Dressed as a character from a Whedon-run online musical? Why didn't I jump his bones?

WTF, me, WTF?

'welcome to the 60's' just popped up on my shuffle...

...and it has reminded me of the rather harrowing dream I had last night, in which I was informed, minutes before showtime, that I was to be portraying the role of Seaweed J. Stubbs in the West End production of Hairspray (despite the obvious setbacks of: being female, being white, being horrifically unable to dance, or sing, or act, and having only a marginal familiarity with Seaweed's song "Run and Tell That.")

It has also just occurred to me that I missed Hairspray the School Musical tonight. Blast and damn.

Who's up for hearing about some awkward situations?

So here are two painfully awkward things that happened to me lately. Story the first:

A little while ago, my friend Kate (who goes to CU) and I were talking about this guy that she remembered from our orientation at CU who is going here for the semester. I didn't remember him at all but she promised he was hot. The next evening, Kate, Caitlin (who doesn't go to CU) and I were in front of this pub. Kate sees this guy waiting in front of the pub-- dark curly hair, bright blue eyes that could pierce your soul, brilliant smile. She says that she's pretty sure that he's the one from CU. I still don't have any idea who this kid is. Caitlin, naturally, decides to shout out "COLORADO!" as I'm staring at him trying to figure out if I remember him.

He looks over at us (and by "us" I mean me), and I raanf awkwardly for a second before trying to be all nonchalant and say "you go to CU?" He looks really creeped out and confused because, like I've mentioned, I didn't know him and I'm sure he didn't remember me. He mumbles an affirmative response and goes back inside. Then of course I have two classes with him.

Story the second:

Caitlin and I encounter some guy in the courtyard of our apartment complex. He's Irish and asks us where we're from; I say Colorado.

Him: My roommate's from Colorado!

Me: Who is he?

Him: [Says his name which I don't remember]

Me: uhhh... what does he look like?

Him: I dunno, curly hair?

Caitlin: [pointing at me] SHE KNOWS HIM!

Me: No I do not.

Caitlin: [keeps insisting that I know him]

Him: Well come on up to my apartment and say hi.

The whole time I'm just thinking "Oh God this kid already thinks I'm super creepy what the fuck is he going to do if I show up in his apartment?" 

So for whatever reason (probably had to do with the mass consumption of whiskey) we follow him up to his apartment. He starts banging on someone's door (it was like 3:00 in the morning) for about three minutes before someone comes out. Lo and behold it is not the kid from earlier, but a slightly less attractive (albeit much taller) guy who has just been woken up (did I mention he was only wearing boxers?) with claims that someone he knows is here. I promptly raanf even harder than I did in the first anecdote. I apologize profusely and try my best to explain that I didn't want to come up to his apartment and try to convince him I'm not an über creeper. I don't think it worked that well.

And of course, he goes to CU as well. And he's in several of my classes here. And I am now seeing him at least once a day when I'm not on campus.

Yeah. So that whole thing was awkward. You guys have any paralyzingly awkward moments lately?