well, if two posts in one night isn't a testament to how lame my dating life is at the present moment, i will submit this story as further evidence:

so, i went on a date with an actual real life boy. i did all the right things, i waited for him to call. i let him call the shots, name the place and time. etc...he said we would go to olive garden- because he knew it was one of my favorite places. (thoughtful? check) and then we would go see j. edgar because he knew how badly i wanted to see it (listens to me when i talk? check) i washed and did my hair (even put hair products in it!) and was ready right on time (he said being late was one of his game enders).... so the date went well. we didn't run out of things to talk about...and the movie? well, it was lame. but he appeared to be a good sport about it....so we parted ways... again, i did the right thing, by not sending any texts with clinger vibes saying what a great time i had and couldn't wait to see him again. and the next day, he text me and said he had a great night and was looking forward to seeing to me (to which i gave myself a pat on the back...maybe this whole allowing yourself to be pursued thing actually works in real life...right?) so, we go on another date. bowling. went awesome. lots of laughing, talking. little to no awkward moments of starting at each other, trying to invent something interesting to say. we part ways, and once again, i wait for his text. two days later...asking me to come to a softball game with him. ok. cool, i can do that. the next day? i get a text that says he's sick and he will text me when he feels better.... so, unless he had a sickness that made all his fingers fall off and there for left him incapable of calling or texting me, this was the best way he could possibly think of to blow me off (three weeks ago!) i have not called, texted or even thought about him...with the exception of writing this post...he's not worth my time if he can't even be honest with me when he's telling me that "he's just not that into me".

fast forward two weeks....i meet another guy. at a pub while grabbing a burger with a friend after work. we talk to him a while and he seems very nice (check) is cute (check) good job (check) annnnd! he asks for my number. cool! so, we shoot a few texts back and forth in the next couple of days. turns out we have a lot in common and he's pretty funny. win. and he says that we should meet up for ice cream (!!!! the way to my heart !!!!! ) HE sets the date and time.....cool. so, the next couple days, we text back and forth some (not a creepy level of texting) then comes the day of the big ice cream date....i get the following text, "hey. sorry can't get ice cream today. i think i am getting sick". i send back, "that's cool. sorry you don't feel well. hope you get better soon".

that sickness where you NEVER call the girl back to let her know you are feeling better must really be going around lately. i think the cure for that is a huge dose of "NEXT PLEASE". i do not have time for guys like that in my awesome life. obviously.