  Rats! I mean Lions! I haven't seen J., the dreamy dance captain who's in town for the national tour of The Lion King , since that fateful day two months ago when he confessed his romantic interest in me and then told me he had a boyfriend.
So guess who shows up at the gym today, looking all sexy and being all touchy-feely friendly? Sigh. Apparently the boyfriend thing is still going well for him. And apparently he's still very happy to see me. And apparently I'm still a little bit crushed by all of this. On the flip side, he said he could get me house seats for a Lion King performance.
(Now all I need is a date who can understand that my heart lies with the lithe dancer in the porcupine suit on the stage. ) And he said he wants to come see the urlLink chorus show I'm helping choreograph. Best-case scenario: He sees how talented -- and datable -- I am, dumps his boyfriend, offers me a job in his show, and we dance off into the sunset together, hand-in-hand in our matching porcupine suits. 
