Well, That Sucks

I honestly can't remember the last time I had an actual crush on an actual guy. I've had plenty of celebrity  crushes, sure, but I haven't met a guy in a long time that I really fell for, you know. And, that was something that I was kind of proud of; I felt like... I don't know... like I was safe. I can't explain it. If I don't crush on some guy, I can't break my own heart because he doesn't know I exist.

Anyway, I goofed.

Remember the nerd squad from my Milton class? Well, I've had a particular thing for one of them since the beginning of the semester, but I didn't really think about it. Sure, I thought he was the cutest. Sure, I'd daydream about him sometimes. Sure, I listened to what he was saying. Sure, I wanted him to notice me. But it wasn't anything more than a slight attraction. Right?

Nope. I realized yesterday when I caught myself really wanting to tell E---- all about him that it was a full blown crush.

Worse, the semester is almost over. Meaning that after the second week of December, I'll probably never see him again. Which sucks. Because I really like him. Ugh. Why did I decide to grow feeling now?

So, I admit that I have a crush on M----, and that I foresee myself needing ice cream to recover. But hey, maybe I'll get lucky. Maybe I'll get the guy for once. Haha. That's so unlikely I can't type it with a straight face. I'll let you know when I start my therapy session with Doctors Ben and Jerry. 

A Little Flirting on the Clock

As you've probably noticed, I pretty much spend all my time at work. In consequence, most of the interesting interaction I have with the opposite sex occur when I'm on the clock.

One night, a week or so ago, this really cute guy who works at the supermarket behind the pharmacy I work in, came in to buy some cigarettes on his break. He was tall, tan, sandy haired, and blue-eyed with a smooth, sweet smile, so I promptly melted into an awkward puddle of goo.

I smiled at him, and just checked him out as I would anyone else, because, let's face facts, I suck at flirting. So, imagine the way my heart fluttered when he asked me how my night was going, after we were done with our transaction. Be still my beating heart!

We talked for a few minutes, albeit awkwardly, until the old lady who was passive-aggressively looking at the candy bars made things feel really weird. He told me to have a good night, gave me one last smile (to make sure I was good and melted, I'm sure), and walked out the door.

Apparently, forever, because he hasn't been back. At least not on any of my shifts. Which sucks. Because while I suck at flirting, I'd really like to give awkward small talk with him another try.

By the way, his name was S------, on the off chance that I get to write a sequel to this post. (But I never do, so don't hold your breath.)

(Not so) Random Cute Guy(s) Sighting: Nerd Squad Edition

This semester I'm taking a 400 level class on Milton, and there are a couple of really cute super nerds in my class. It's a really small class, so we all talk before class begins, and everyone always says something to the effect of "I really don't want to be here." But, for me, I'm happy to be there because the Nerd Squad is adorable!

There's M----, the tat'ed, pierced, cool-looking guy who studies Latin and philosophy.
There's S---, the adorable dork who seems like he would hold your hand and do cute couple-y stuff without being forced.
There's L----, the ironically hip, quiet guy who is really entertaining when he speaks.
And, there's M---, the sincerely intelligent, average guy.

I don't actually know any of their relationship statuses, but they like Supernatural, Doctor Who, Syfy, and Paradise Lost. So, basically, they're all boyfriend material. Which probably means they're all very, extremely taken.

Also, I sincerely hope (though it's highly unlikely) that if any of them were to see this, they would be flattered and not creeped out.

Random Hot Guy Sighting

There's this guy that comes into work every now and then, and he is so hot. He's probably about 6 ft. tall with a muscled build, and he has has red, messy hair that I really just want to touch. He's also all tat'ed up, which is not normally a turn-on for me, but it works for him. Unfortunately, he doesn't say much, and doesn't seem that bright, but since he only gives me like three words to go on every time he's in, I could be wrong about that. Anyway, I just thought that you should know.

Unattainable Crush of the Week

My apologies, but with NHL Playoffs beginning, hockey has pretty much taken over my life, so bear with me for the next couple of weeks while I go full on puck bunny. (I promise, I do really like and enjoy the sport, but some of those guys are just distractingly hot. Also, according to SpellCheck, "distractingly" is not a word, but I'm a rebel.)

Anyway, this week, since I've already sung the praises of Nashville's Shea Weber, I'm going to pick someone from my second favorite team, the Chicago Blackhawks. For the sake of full-disclosure, I became a fan of this team pretty much totally based on YouTube videos. Seriously, go YouTube them and don't fall in love with the whole team... go on, I'll wait.

Done? Didn't I tell you? Funny right?

So, all that to say this, my crush this week is Patrick Kane.

Kane is not the kind of guy I normally am attracted to; he's a skinny kid from Buffalo who (according to YouTube and Tumblr) spends quite a lot of his time drunk. BUT... he's so freaking funny, and he has that charming I-know-I-did-something-wrong-but-you-can't-stay-mad-at-this-face grin that drives me wild. Also, scrawny or not, he's talented. His shootout goal Saturday was freaking amazing!

Reason 1: His sense of humor, and his talent.

Reason 2: His mad dance skills... which is the same as saying his sense of humor

Reason 3: His freaking adorable smile. And the obscene way he chews on his mouthpiece.

Bonus: His tongue. Go watch pretty much any interview with him, and I can almost guarantee he'll be teasing you the whole time. I'm beginning to notice this seems to be a hockey player trait because he's not the only one guilty.

Unattainable Crush of the Week

Week 6- Steven Stamkos

He's one of the leading scorers in the NHL... and he's not even 23. Pretty damn impressive, I think. Here's my case:

Tell me that you don't think he could take you. Any way.

He scores... a lot. That's sexy.

It's true. All he needs is a noble steed and a crown.

Unattainable Crush of the Week

Week number 4's crush is Ryan Gosling. I've thought this one was adorable since Remember the Titans. I'll be honest, though, I've never seen The Notebook. And Drive made me want to be sick. But, hey, he's still really hot. Here are my reasons:

He broke up a street fight just because he could. That took balls.

He loves his dog. 

He used to be a Mouseketeer! Being a Disney addict, that makes him about a thousand times more attractive to me.

"Seriously!? It's like you're photo-shopped!" Thank you, I couldn't have said it better myself, Emma.

Random Hot Guy Sighting

At out local mall, there's a hippie-dippie-trippie store that has all sorts of weird junk. There's a really, really, really, REALLY cute/hot/want-to-jump-him-sexy guy that works there. He's tall, has long, beautiful white-blonde hair, and has cheek piercings. Just thought you should know.

Unattainable Crush of the Week

Week Three- Taylor Kitsch


He's Tim Riggins, Gambit, and now, he's John Carter. Those three roles should be reason enough, but in case you need more persuading:

He looks good with sexy, dirty, long hair, and he looks good with sexy, short, "grown up" hair.

The smoldering look is HOT! 

Really? Do I need a reason to go along with this picture, or can we just agree?

So go see this movie on March 9th. it was a really, really, really good book, and I'm hoping they didn't ruin it. But even if they did, he's shirtless for pretty much the whole thing, so isn't it worth it?

Unattainable Crush of the Week

Week 2- Travis Clark


So, week number two, my pick is Travis Clark, 6'3" ginger lead singer of We the Kings (great band, by the way). Here's my case:

He plays guitar... and piano... and he sings... and he's good at it.

How can you not swoon at that smile? It basically says, "Take me home to meet your parents because they will love me even if I am a rock star with a billion tattoos."

Now, what was the last reason? Hmmm... oh yeah, THE HAIR! I mean, just look at it! I just want to touch it, and the fact that it's ginger is a super plus (for me at least).

Unattainable Crush of the Week

As the title suggests, I am going to share one of my totally unattainable, ridiculous crushes each week.

Week 1- Shea Weber

So why did I pick the Nashville Predators' 6'4" captain? I'm glad you asked.

Because he fills out a suit just right.

Because his aggression on the ice is super sexy.

And, because in this picture he is wearing a grandpa shirt, birth control glasses, and has insane-hermit facial hair, and I would still love to do unspeakable things to him.