Stood Up

Well, I went on my date. Unfortunately, I was the only one there. No idea what happened to the girl, and I’m sure I’ll never find out. She hadn’t replied to texts in a couple days. I went even at my sister’s urging to make sure she would be there, lest I attend a viewing of the Hunger Games instead! That would have been the better option in retrospect, and still I have no regrets. I tried, and that’s all I could do. I have this amazing power to scare women off. This is the first time I’ve been stood up at a date, which seems way too sitcom. There have been plenty of hangouts that never materialized. Sometimes I got a bullshit excuse and things petered off after that, other times I simply never heard from the girl again. I’m also amazing at only getting a couple replies on dating sites before silence pervades. 

Is it something with me? Is there something wrong with me? Am I cursed? Something is going on. I used to beat myself up over it, and there’s no reason to. I’m real. I’m honest. Interesting in getting to know people, and taking chances, making things happen. Not everyone is that way. As angry as I am(which is not so much at this particular instance as it is at my dating/attempted dating history in general), I can get past it. Someday, someone will want me, or at least give me a chance. Maybe it will take me becoming famous first, as sad as that is. Maybe all it will take is moving to Portland. I refuse to accept this fate. It’s not me, it’s everyone else. I’m going to be famous someday, and rich. I’ll still be a nice guy, and I will want to share. Pity on those who see my face on television or hear my voice on the radio down the road and realize they could have been there at my side, maybe, potentially, if they had just given me a shot.

Apparently Scott had been waiting for an excuse to go buy some Legos, so that was my night. Instead of a giant Pirates of the Caribbean set, he got one X-Wing and one Tie Fighter set. We watched Immortals, some Psych, built Legos and gorged ourselves on candy. It was satisfactory. I forgot how badass Legos are! There’s something cathartic about building things.

I have my car keys. I’ll need to charge my battery to see if I can actually start my car now. I read up beforehand and supposedly my Daewoo was in the range of cars made when they had transponder keys. Not having one when I should have one will make the keys pretty much useless, they won’t be able to start the engine. We’ll see if that’s true or not. May Daewoo’s terrible reputation come through to help me for once. 

Is this site dying? The front page is messed up, and has been all day. I read some entry by the Diary Master about how less active the site is. I’ve read complaints about how they’re not really trying to improve things. I swear I’ve seen spam entries/diaries, which is never a good sign. Social media is far more commonplace in 2012. Sites like this simply can’t keep the attention span of most internet-goers. I’ve been writing on here for ten years, add half a year for when Teen Open Diary was around. It’s routine, and habit, and sentiment. I’ve made many friends through these sites, several of which I’ve shockingly kept in contact with for the most part. I hope it doesn’t die, it would suck missing out on the lives of those I follow, even if I pop in and out at the drop of a hat. I also wouldn’t be surprised to see this place keel under. Let’s hope it sticks around.