batting .000 or maybe not...

ohmygoodness i could close my eyes and pass out right this second without a single problem. i--suprisingly-- had a quite eventful weekend which ended just now with a little bbq/ housewarming shindig for my friend Stacy and my own homemade sangria concoction. DELISH! i probably didn't NEED to drink 3 glasses of sangria on a sunday night, but i couldn't help myself. anyone remember the cinco de mayo fiesta of 2005 (2006? whatever year that was)? i think i was drunk for 3 days from that. this batch was way better.
before the fun of this evening my weekend was nothing but the usual errands, a great big waste of time test for NV certification (I now know way more than I care to/need to about Nevada School Law and the NV constitution.) BUT also a date with Brooklyn dude. so i guess you could say the weekend was sandwiched with good stuff. but with yuck in the middle.
i also FINALLY met RadioDude this week, so that's TWO two 2! dates in one week! heck, within three days! but what does it all mean...not sure my batting average is quite where it needs to be...
let's start with RadioDude.
Was psyched to meet him, after so many text messges...seriously several per day for a good two weeks. He picked Wednesday and picked yardhouse, the giant beer place down in town square (where i once had drinks with dull dude). Everything seemed great. he was definitely cute. by no means drop dead gorgeous, but cute. and not as old as he sounded on the radio. we had no shortage of things to talk about-- sports, college, work, crazy people we've dated. we joked, we drank beer, we ate nachos, he paid (i offered tip), it was fun. he walked me all the way to my car which was on the other side of the complex and even gave me a kiss (closed lips but on the lips) before he left. it was nice.
Thursday I texted him to say thanks and he replied you're welcome and i hope you're having a nice day or some bs pleasantry and i replied that it was unnecessarily stressful and he....didn't reply.
and that was the last i heard of Radiodude. W.T.F!!!!!? we were texting daily for weeks and now nothing? was i that horrendous? i just don't get people out here, seriously.
i've never really had a date that I could tell was going poorly, or that the guy just wasn't that into me....so why are they not that into me in the end? why not say something?! i mean, i would hate flat out rejection, but seriously...

then there's brookyln dude. he let me make the plans for Friday and I picked a fun mexican place nearby. who doesn't need a margarita on a friday night? (i had two). so, he was a bit...goofy-er/more awkward than i anticipated but totally sweet, definitely from brooklyn, but we had SO much in common. his dad used to have a shop in huntington (town next to mine on LI) and would go out there all the time), he knows parts of philly, and even suburban philly where my family all lives. we both miss bagels and yuengling and good pizza. so it went well. i felt bad, cause i had to get home to study, and he had to actually go to work- cause he was working the overnight shift friday, saturday and sunday nights. so he walked me to my car and i got an awkward hug and that was that....
i wasn't sure if i was going to hear from him. he's not much of a texter, which we actually discussed and since he works nights i didn't want to shoot him a message during the day.
but tonight, as i was leaving stacy's house he called. so we chatted for a good half an hour and he said he had a great time and suggested we do it again, but i don't know when. so at least there's hope.
oh and just now i had an email from 123greetings.com with his email address attached. he sent me an ecard. cheese-tastic. whatadork, but how thoughtful. it has an animated frog on it and says "Hey There! Came by to say hello and wish you a wonderful day!"... too funny.

so that's that. i was just about to give up completely but maybe i won't yet. we'll see...i only have 4 weeks left and then i'm TC bound (woohoo) so it's about time to take a break, but I'll still give brooklyn dude a chance. this coming weekend I'm hanging out with dad, if he isn't with the bachelor the whole time, but he's promised me some quality pool time at the Wynn pool--woohoo luxury. BTW, did you know-- you can rent your own personal midget in las vegas? it's true. my dad's coworkers who are coming in for the bachelor party had the choice between the personal midget for the bachelor OR a penthouse suite a mirage. thankfully they went with the penthouse, which means my dad's stealing the original room at the Wynn.
if only I were on vacation. 4 more weeks....4 more weeks...
that's 4 more blogs, for sure...then lisadatesvegas might become, lisatakesabreakfromdatingvegaswhileworkingatcamp.
nightynight!