most awkward night. ever.

tonight, my waking nightmare was realized. my roommate and her, for lack of a better term, boyfriend were here. they were in the dining room doing a puzzle, i was in the living room on my computer. they were laughing, flirting, being young (read: immature), i was listening to angry anti-love songs by brand new. it was such an interesting dichotomy going on. they were laughing, and i figured i'd do my usual "third wheel comments" i'm pretty good at them and manage to make myself feel like i'm not intruding with them.

they're working on the puzzle, and my roommate says "i keep shoving pieces in the wrong spots" so, i, in all my awkward glory, say "story of my life!" comedic bronze, right? it could allude to my life being a massive pile of suck, or a sexual innuendo. or both. i expected half-hearted chuckles and head shakes to this.

didn't happen. no one laughed. roommate said "what is? shoving pieces in the wrong spots?" so in an effort to try to save the joke (notice i said joke and not situation), i said "yeah there's video on the internet" NOTHING.

what am i supposed to do with that?! i wasn't prepared for people not to laugh, because quite frankly that's never happened before. i'm a gd hoot. i don't know what to do, because i don't have a personality, jokes are all i have. jokes and whining. that's what i do, it's who i am. with some hypochondria thrown in for good measure.

anyway, i go back to my angry music. next thing i know, roommate is asking, "is this dashboard confessional?" "no" "is this a cover of dashboard?" "no, this is better than dashboard" "well i know that, but their voices sound similiar" ARRRRGGGGGGG. to be fair, she did nothing wrong; i was just taken aback because i'm never the one who knows the most about music in a room. it was a weird position to be in.

the cherry on top of this whole potentially life ending debacle? my dog chose to hang out with them instead of me! he was merrily chomping away on his bone at her feet, while i sat here wondering what bizzarro dimension i had found myself in. the one where i wasn't funny and my shadow, i mean, dog, chose someone else over me.

this is doing absolutely nothing for my neuroses.