Everyone is a hypocrite...look to me, I'll save your soul...

So chalk one more up on the loss column...

Regrettably, Shawn turned into another foul radish. He never made further plans to see me and now it's been about 3 weeks since I last saw him. I really don't think he's ever gonna call again.

I took him up on his offer a couple of weeks ago of cementing plans and called him while I was out drinking with my visiting Australian friends Susie and Todd. They coaxed me into giving him a call and when it went straight to voice mail, I wasn't at all shocked. I put him out of my mind and about 20 minutes later my heart somersaulted when I saw his name on my caller ID. We chatted for a bit and he told me he'd give me a call closer to the weekend (it was Wednesday). I was excited!

....wasn't so excited on Sunday night when it was PAINFULLY clear he wasn't going to be seeing me.

The following week I fell ill with the flu and felt like death....by the weekend I pulled myself up by the boot straps and started to feel a little better. I watched a lot of cable television and managed to catch most of "The Endless Summer 2", the sequel to the surfing film we had watched at Jeff's house a few weeks ago. It made me think wildly of Shawn and so I texted like a dumb ass:

me: The Endless Summer 2 was on earlier this afternoon, made me think of you. Am I ever gonna see you again? :)

a couple of minutes later...

Shawn: Hello there. Sorry I've been super busy. Especially with work. If I'm free this weekend I'll give you a call.

Turned into another lie and another weekend loafing around, waiting for a call that never came. FUCK. What the hell?? Another "just not that into you" boy? Do I smell? Am I boring? What is wrong this time?

[...don't worry, the trend extended even to Sandy who also never got a call back from Jeff either...]

So Shawn strikes out....any other batters?

*Dan and I are still infrequently going out on dates. I wish he was an easier past-time to quit but darn it, there's just something about that boy....

*Jay and I are still texting and speaking on the phone, but now at a much more irregular pattern. I am content in ignoring him.

*I'm supposed to go out on a date with a kid named Ulises tomorrow night. He tracked me down via Facebook and it appears our only connection is a mutual college friend that I don't even speak to anymore. I only accepted the date out of boredom and comedic effect....it made my friend Sandy laugh to know I'd only see this boy to get a free meal out of it. I don't find this kid very attractive and I doubt we have anything in common. Let's see if I get proven wrong.

By the way, I hate that name Ulises. It's so fucking paisa....I think I'm gonna start calling him "Free Meal Kid."

But this whole day wasn't all for nothing: I did get to meet Brett Gurewitz of Bad Religion today at McDonald's....I know, random! I'm up to 2 members of Bad Religion met....4 more to go and I hit the whole active line-up.

At least I'll always have punk rock. Music is my eternal boyfriend.