Seriously?

You ever have one of those days when you feel like the world is intentionally messing with your head and you don't know what you did to deserve to feel so royally screwed over?  Today is one of those days for me.

It really started on Friday.  To begin with, I have had a massive crush on Lance Bass since I was 12.  I still would love to have that man's babies even though the whole world knows that Lance Bass is gay.
Anyways, I was down in LA for the week, and I had bugged my friend into setting me up on a blind date of sorts (I was going to meet him, his girlfriend, and my blind date for drinks) because I'm sick of sucking at dates and figured that since I could get away with never seeing the blind date again and couldn't expect much (given the distance) I could be as awkward as I wanted to and maybe work out some kinks in my game.

Well, my friend sent me a picture earlier in the day on Friday of him and the blind date.  All I could think of was "Holy shit, this guy looks like a dark-haired version of Lance Bass."  My friend obviously does not know of my deep-rooted obsession with Lance Bass (I still have a number of magazines with him on the cover from my teenybopper days), or he never would have set us up.  Not only did this guy look exactly like Lance Bass (just different hair/eye color), but he was funny, sweet, smart/educated, and mentally stable (or appeared to be, which is good enough).  Basically everything that a woman could want in a man.  We hooked up that night, and yes, the sex was fantastic.  So, I got to live out my long-held teen fantasy of doing Lance Bass (except, y'know, a straight version).  Dating was obviously not an option, but he was fine with me holding onto his number and letting him know the next time I was heading down to LA.

Then, I found out yesterday (less than 24 hours ago, actually) that he's 4 years younger than me.  Now, dating wouldn't even be an option even if I was living in SoCal because he's too young.  Plus, I now feel like a washed-up old cougar getting with someone so much younger than me.

Shitty thing #2 that happened was that I got a call from Central Casting today asking if I could work tomorrow on a tv show.  I had signed up with them almost 2 years ago when I was working in SoCal, but had never actually gotten any jobs through them.  However, today I got called because production had selected my photo (meaning that they wanted me, not just a general type) and they wanted me to work Union ($150/8 hours), which is a big deal considering I'm non-union.  Of course I couldn't do it since I'm not currently in LA.

FML