Three failed attempts to stalk him later, this endeavor was a bust, and frankly, a complete waste of my good make-up. Do you know how much it costs to make myself look like I fell out of bed gorgeous? That shit cannot be squandered. Time and money like that can never be regained.
I did this for YOU.
At this point I'm pretty confident I hallucinated him and all his mustachey gloriousness. He has left no trail.
We didn't even get a chance to make pottery together!
Or, more realistically, he pleaded with his employers to stop forcing him to go to the market where the creepy girl stares at him a lot.
Come here often?
Either way, I labeled this one "bust," cried into my margarita (spent a lot of time looking at gifs), and started pasting pictures of Joseph Gordon-Levitt onto all of my photos to see how we'd look as a couple.
It's a good thing I have hobbies or I'd be pretty bummed right now.