Cripes, Chefguy, the dude sounds like such a tool. Pretentious approval-seeking moron.
On the contrary. When I said, “cool”, I meant in a “Queen of Dorks” kind of way. Like unto myself.
tdn: Or possibly with a good cocktail sauce – you know, with real horseradish. And a good red wine to complement the raisins. 
by the way, did you ever hear of “Polkacide”? —the punk polka band. No, really.
Nope. I’m still here “…and I’m the coolest motherfucker I know.” 
Maybe we need to have a Norcal Dopefest.
Dirty girl! Really, I’m not that easy! You’re going to have to buy me dinner first, then MAYBE…
I think I’ll have the fish. (Good thing you’re not a Leo!)
Never heard of the band, but now I’m intrigued.
Signs are astrology, not astronomy. Grrr.
brujaja – I feel you. Being an old punk myself, I really feel you. The thing is, all the punk guys? They either a) grew up, got a job at Dad’s business and are driving frickin’ Lexuses (Lexi?) and pretending they have never heard of the Dead Kennedys or b) dead/in jail.
Sometimes, you just have to learn to accept yourself for who you are. I did a long time ago, and let me tell you, happiness is easy once you figure that one out – good luck, though, it’s a tough sell. Especially when you’re intelligent enough to see yourself for who you are and still have some weird desire to “fit in.”
I do find it funny that you feel like you stick out at shows, though. Heh. I am a mom, but when I take my 15 yo to shows, *she’s *the one who stands out – she’s the blonde, cheerleader type. Me? Even in Prada, I come across as punk. Can’t explain it.
Stop worrying so much about it all and just accept who you are. Or work towards change. Whichever. Just be ok, we like ya!
Ah, so you’re the Leo. Got it.
Is it true that Leos are nitpicky?
I can’t believe I did that.
That’s interesting.
I think the next step in not trying to fit your life into the world, but inviting the world to fit into your life. Take the attitude “You’re in my reality now.”
bru, you sound exactly like me.
I’ve found over time that beer or other spirits balance out my personality quirks excellently.
Yep. Actually, I am about to begin reading See Yourself as You Really Are by His Holiness, the Dalai Lama. I am very interested in his POV.
Back to the OP – **brujaja **-- alcohol definitely does smooth those social moments, but be warned (by someone who saw a lot of herself in your OP) that it can be much more damning to be the drunkest person at the party and the one discussing the pros and cons of the draft – that scares more people than it helps, when I get more, rather than less coherent the more I drink.
Brujaja,
I identify with some of the things you are saying as well. Apparently, I come off as a straight-laced, but I don’t feel like that kind of person, and I’m attracted to the uncommon type girls. I also suffer from Know-it-allism.
I’ve been going to a figure drawing class that uses burlesque models instead of nudes, and I keep hoping that I’ll strike up a good conversation with an artsy type girl. Instead I attract the mid-life crisis woman who has a voice like a man. Sigh.
No helpful advice…unless you were living in Kansas City area, then I’ve got a suggestion…
Psssst! Yeeter! Hate to tell you this but… I am the midlife crisis woman with the voice like a man!
Scared you, huh?
So is your theme song “Witchy Woman”?
You sound fine, I think you’re just hanging round with the wrong kind of people.
brujaja, I love you already. Your name doesn’t begin with an A, possibly? Live(d) by Laguna Honda? In which case, I may have even met you.
One thing important to remember: You are not being paid to teach, so don’t bother enlightening the unwilling. Without a paycheck. Pretending ignorance, or nodding along to patently absurd crap, is what makes the world go 'round. Just last Saturday night, I put up with someone who insisted the Pentagon was hit by a missile, not a passenger jet.
Take drugs (or pretend to), illegal ones if possible. Then everyone will give you a pass.
Hope this helps!
I would never harm such a lovely woman! Not unless she asks nicely of course.
Dudette, stop WORRYING.
Be ridiculous, be silly, be serious or not. The main thing to remember is that the only person who matters in any situation, in any place, in any bar, at any party, is YOU.
Seriously, if they can’t take you as you are, the hell with 'em.
Just know that they are probably just as insecure and have as many issues as you do, even if they don’t show it.
Have a drink and smoke a butt and be cool or uncool or whatever you really are.
My experience is, if I’m out to have a good time, as long as I’m not actively hurting anybody, I do what I want to make myself happy.
Like , I go up to strangers in a bar, for example, and ask them to play, “What Would You Do?”… The game is, “What would you do if…?” You give a completely ridiculous scenario and then they have to tell you what they’d do.
My favorite thing to ask random people in bars is, What would you do if giant alien crabs came down to earth and ate Betty Rubble’s feet off?
I am so serious. This is so fun. This is what I mean about just being yourself. You may not want to play “What Would You Do?”, but you get the idea. It is so much fun just not caring! There’s no harm in it and it is very liberating!