Must be that time of year...

Two down...

I've officially weeded out some of the unpleasantness that was polluting my dating life. I guess it has been a long time coming but I held out hoping things would get better. Unfortunately, I'm overly optimistic and things only got worse.

S has been treating me kind of shitty lately. One minute he wants me to kiss him, and the next he'll barely look in my direction. The straw that broke the camel's back happened Friday night. We spoke before I left work. I asked him what he was doing that night and he said his buddy invited him for some free food and drinks but he would be free later. He added that I should come over. Mind you, he suggested it, and I was surprised that he would give up a guys' night out to hang out with me. He told me when he was finished he would call me. In the meantime, I would go out for drinks with Bethiekins. Fast forward to 9:30pm. No word from S. I had enough of the bar and beer so I decided to get some gas and start driving. If I didn't hear from S, I would just go home. And that's exactly what I did. By the time I went to bed, I still hadn't heard a word. Saturday morning, I sat and wrote a lovely message to S...

I’m throwing in the towel. It may sound selfish but I'm not sure I can put myself through this anymore. I really like you and I have such good times with you. But dating is supposed to be fun and not stressful but that's not the case anymore. You're so hot and cold with me. There are times that I feel like you're interested...but there are more times when you seem standoffish and distant. I've done the dating around thing and I'm done. I want to find someone who wants me and only me. I want someone who says he’s going to call and he actually calls. I want someone who makes plans with me and keeps those plans even though his buddies want to keep him out all night. I want someone who makes me feel like the only person in their world, knowing he's not saying those same things to other girls. I want someone who grabs me and hugs me or kisses me for no apparent reason. I thought you could be that guy, but you’ve made it pretty obvious that you’re not interested. Or maybe you are but you’re not ready to “settle” for one girl. Please don’t think I’m being bitchy, because I’m not trying to be. I just thought you needed to know where I was coming from.

...And that was it. He tried calling me Sunday but I let the voicemail pick up.

P wins asshole of the year. He's a good blower of smoke up one's (particularly mine) ass, always saying how much he wants to see me, blah, blah. We went out last week. P is dead broke since he's in between jobs. Instead of opting to drink beer at home, enjoying each other's company, we went out to for food and drinks. When the bill came, he handed it directly to me. Wow. Thanks. Apparently, he couldn't even spare a few dollars for the tip. Then his friends suggested we go to another bar. Mind you, I am driving since he has no car, nor a license due to a DUI, some speeding tickets, etc. that he graciously earned in Iowa.

So I drive us to the bar and I can't even have a couple beers since I don't need a DUI. P asks me if I am drinking. I remind him that I have to drive. He begs me to have just one...after all it is 2 for 1! Yes, and his mooching ass can have the free one if I get a beer! Awesome. About $32 later (after dinner and the beer), I leave the bar. P tells me he'll make it up to me when he finally gets some money.

Fast forward to Saturday night. P called and wanted to see me. I was an hour away so that was a no go. I told him I would be in Naples Sunday afternoon for a party. He asked if he could join me since he really wanted to see me. I told him I would call him in the morning when I knew the details. I called him Sunday to see if he still wanted to go. He came up with a hundred and five things he had to do that day. Then he asked how long I was planning on staying. Jokingly, I asked if he had another hot date to make. He proceeded to tell me "my fucking sarcasm was getting old." I told him to forget it, even though he was so gung-ho about seeing me last night. Mid sentence, the fucker hung up on me. Way to be a mature adult and talk it out. I'm all set with the bi-polarness, thanks. I hope he gets his meds.

...two to go.