So I received an e-mail over the weekend from a friend of mine from college, saying that he’d awoken in the night after a nostalgic and somewhat erotic dream about me.
I met this fellow, call him Dan, freshmen year of college – we were in the same English class. I had a huge crush on him and used to walk him to his next class since I didn’t have one immediately after our English class. Later he joined a fraternity and so we had lots of mutual friends and saw each other quite often, though rarely because we had made specific plans to hang out (though sometimes we did).
At some point, I discovered that he’d always had a crush on me, too, but he didn’t know that I liked him and so he was afraid to ever initiate anything (he’s kind of insecure – he was a musical theater major and sort of fit that neurotic actor stereotype). Once we both discovered the feeling was/had been mutual, things never ended up right timingwise – sometimes I had a boyfriend, other times he was moving to LA to pursue his acting career. You know, the usual.
There was one night where we almost hooked up at a party, but he knocked over a huge scented candle and the melted wax went everywhere and once we’d cleaned it up, the moment had pretty much passed. The night before he moved to LA he took me out on a date, but I got a little drunk and he was a gentleman so that was that. We’ve exchanged e-mails in the years since then (7 or 8 years) but haven’t ever seen each other.
Against the odds, he has had a pretty successful career as an actor. He was the face of a national campaign (billboard work, not commercials) and has been an extra and walk-on for shows like Scrubs and Veronica Mars. He was a guest star on a Disney kids’ show and has had small recurring roles on TV – one very popular prime-time dramedy that is returning this fall, and another cancelled prime time drama. Most recently, he got a role as a primary cast member for a spinoff of a very dorky but very popular SciFi franchise that debuts this fall.
All of which boils down to: I feel like I have a semi-famous friend and it has always been cool to know that we were fairly close in college and that, even today, I have his “real” contact information – i.e., I’m not “some fan” and if I e-mail him I always hear back.
So obviously I was incredibly flattered when he sent me an e-mail that said he would have a (somewhat) erotic dream about me years and years later. It had been awhile since we had exchanged e-mails but last I heard he had a girlfriend (and I have been dating the BF for over three years, and I know that we’d exchanged e-mails about our significant others in our most recent correspondence).
Well, a couple of e-mails in I realized he’s not just being nostalgic, he’s flirting with me. Hm. This seemed a little strange since the BF’s all over my MySpace page, but as the e-mails got a little more risque I realized that he probably hadn’t read my page, just e-mailed me.
I’d given him my Facebook (we were communicating on MySpace, which I don’t think either of us uses regularly aanymore) so that he could look me up and e-mail me there. I haven’t heard from him again, and it’s been almost a week, which means I suspect that he actually did read my Facebook page and realized I was off the market. So this makes me a little relieved (since no lines were crossed – and for those of you wondering, I told the BF when I received the original e-mail and also when I realized I was being flirted with) and also a little sad.
It’s nice being told by someone who’s kinda famous that not dating me is his biggest college regret.
Sidenote: the BF is a huge fan of the other series in this franchise and said that he’d absolutely give me the green light to flirt if Dan could arrange for us to meet the cast!
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