WTF?!

how is it Sunday night already?! seriously? not cool.
i'm beat and need to get to bed, so my update might not be the most detailed or humorous this time around. besides, not much to report, other than a whole lot of what the eff?

(sidenote: valentine's day jewelry commercials make me want to crawl into the tv and slap the smirky smiles off the smug bastards. me? bitter? never.)

updates:
Never heard from Dull Dude again. wonder if i was equally dull to him? don't care.

The Prof:
talked to him via phone monday night for quite a while and reconfirmed my thought that despite his short baldness, he was really a fun person to talk to and had potential to be someone i could spend some time with. we confirmed our tuesday night Lost premiere date and he reminded me of an open invite to go with him and some of his friends at a mutual favorite restaurant on Friday night.
Tuesday night comes and I head to his place with a bowl full of Chex MuddyBuddies (the chocolate peanut butter chex yumminess. healthy too). his apartment is neat and we sit on the couch and catch up and Lost comes on and he helps me decipher what's going on during commercials (I wouldn't dare talk during the actual show!) . things start off well and we flirt mildly but things never seem to progress. i kept waiting for some leg touching/arm nuzzleing/cuddleing but it was very casual. which is cool, cause i wasn't sure how i felt.
As soon as the show ends, i get up to go, as it was already an hour past my bedtime and he walks me out and gives me a hug.
a very friendly hug.
wtf. how did i get to friend-zone? i'm ok with friend-zone, as i could definitely be friends with this dude and wasn't sure if i could be romantic with him, but I want to be the one who leads us towards friend-zone. why is he taking us there?
i passed it off as fatigue on his part and figured i'd see what the weekend brought...
wed. passes, don't hear from him.
thursday passes, don't hear from him.
friday comes, I wonder about this invite to dinner, but don't hear from him.
since we had talked on date 1 about going to the UNLV basketball game on sat. together, I text him fri. to see if he still wanted to go. his response: "meeting some friends at the game, but give me a shout when you're there"
i was banking on him to go with me. i had two tickets, and couldn't exactly go to a basketball game on my own, could i?
so i spent the rest of Friday night completely bummed that once again, a boy who seemed cool at first was being weird and distant and once again, i had something cool to do in vegas, but no one to join me. (i've had UNLV tickets at least 6 other times, and never used them)

jump to sat. where I spent the morning at school cleaning my room and helping at the 8th grade writing workshop. I was talking to my friend Nikki who's bday it was, and asked if she spontaneously wanted to join me at the game, which was in a mere hour. to my surprise, she agreed! So we jumped in the car, and headed to the game, which was pretty cool.

(made me miss Wake. incidentally, they played BYU who was ranked #12 and totally dominated. also, classic moment of the day: leaving the game, heading down the stairs from the nose bleed section and i slip and fall smack on my ass down the stairs, showering the guy in the front row with the remains of my beer. i sat there and said sorry before ducking and running and laughing hysterically at myself. i now have a seriously purple bruise across both butt cheeks).

Anyway, just before half time of the game, i give Professor a text to see where he's sitting, and do i hear back from him?? NOOOOOoooooo...not until we're in the car leaving the game. his reply, "sorry i didn't get your text til now." i call bullshit. we both have ATT and there was full service in the place.
WTF!!!
why is this dude blowing me off so suddenly?
what did I do? was it my crooked down syndrome pinky? did my muddy buddy taste bad?
and why do i care about a short balding guy blowing me off?!
part of me really wants to email him and be like, dude, what did i do? can you please tell me so that i don't do it to others?
or maybe, dude, i wasn't that into you romantically anyway, but we get along and would make great friends, what do ya think?
do i?
or do i just let it go and see if he contacts me?
or do i just let it go altogether?

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. i so quit. this dating thing is no fun. i have no other prospects on the horizon and have the joy of a 3-day valentine's day weekend alone ahead of me...i will not feel sorry for myself, but it's going to be a tough one.

off to nurse my sore ass. and get to bed.