is full of disappointments.

Never again.

We were eating lunch the other day, four weeks after the first date (four weeks of him NOT asking me out again, after which I sucked it up and decided to take the initiative...again) and he told me he was dating someone now.

Well. That's news to me.

Especially when he took ME out a month ago, and said he wanted to do it again.

I don't get it. If he liked this girl before he took me out, he should have said no when I asked him out. And if he started dating her recently, he should never have said "let's do this again" to me. I just don't understand how you can take a girl out and tell her you want to do it again, and then be dating someone else a month later. And if that is what you were going to do...why wouldn't you just tell the first girl, instead of leaving her hanging? Or until you could slip it casually into conversation?

Two conclusions: (1) he was oblivious to me liking him, though I made it glaringly obvious (trust me), and is a complete idiot, or (2) he's an asshole.

Neither of those options are adequate boyfriend material. Fail.

Too bad I liked him for a year. So many wasted months. And on such a douchebag.

I give up.

He drives, asks me where I want to go, takes me to a cute coffee place far, far away, holds doors, pays for me, drops me off at home, and says, "This was nice. We should do it again sometime."

Date? Yes? No?

OK. I get that boys are stupid, but evolution has got your back.

If you think you might potentially possibly maybe forget to call someone, your cell phone pretty much co-evolved to keep you from being a waste of a human being.

Get this: you can set a CALL ALARM on your cell phone to REMIND you to call a SPECIFIC PERSON at a SPECIFIC TIME.

There is no longer any excuse. Even my prehistoric cell phone, which pretty much boasts Claire De Lune as its only ring tone, has a call alarm function.

ERGERGERGERGERG. Erg. Bitterness.

I believe in calling, if I tell someone I'm going to call them.

If I told a girl I wanted to hang out with her, and then told her that I wouldn't flake on her, and then told her a third time that I would certainly give her a call at a specific later date, I would call her.

It would not slip my mind. It's just honorable to call. Even if it's to tell her that I can't hang out, after all.

It upsets me.