Apropos of nothing, I'm going to a post-valentine's outing tonight informally titled "Forever Alone"

[huinare]

So when I went to the bus stop after class, there was this dude in this really cool grey suit (like, distinctive and slightly quirky and old-fashioned, but I don't know what they call the pattern) who also looked like the lovechild of Jamie Jaime [spellitrightyouuselesscur] Lannister and an ex of mine.My automated response was something like "Pfft, probably wouldn't be aware of my existence even if someone threw me in his face, just like all the reasonably attractive and interesting-looking fellows of the world."  I was pretty much like a deer in the headlights when this dude turns and gives me this really deliberate and excellently-executed smile, of the sort I imagine Jaime Lannister would give a woman if he had an inkling to pick up a woman who isn't his sister.  I kind of twitched one side of my mouth vaguely and then looked away and got on the bus.

a. I have no idea how to flirt.
b. I don't want to flirt because I'm not liking myself too much, so why would I want anyone else to get near enough to me not to like me?
c. I don't want to flirt because I think I'm pretty convinced that getting close to people = disaster in general, given my past experience, so let's just completely stamp out the slightest chance of that happening.

Anyway, I was reflecting upon all this and kind of getting depressed, but I cheered myself up by making up a story that Jaime Lannister was trying to pick me up because he thought I was a distant cousin.  I do have the coloring.
Okay, done.