Over Burbank

I guess I should stop getting excited about a date or a new guy until we're at the altar and he's saying "I do." It seems pointless to have any faith in things working out until that point in time. What, bitter? Me? No! Ok, maybe just a bit. I heard from Burbank a couples times. And then...nothing. I just don't get it. I mean, we had a great time. He didn't seem to ever want to leave. It was like a 12 hour date! Wouldn't that seem to indicate that he's having fun and wants to hang again? And then I did hear from him a few times. I just don't get it. I can honestly say that it's not helping me be less bitter. I mean, I'm not upset about him. I didn't know him enough to really care if we ever did hang out again or not. I would have liked to hang out with him again, but I'm over it. What I'm bummed about is getting excited and having my hopes up that maybe this guy could be cool. And then, boom. Disappointment. It sucks. But, the alternative is sucky too: being alone. Ugh. The one thing that makes it better is that good friends step in to make it better. I hung out with The Adorables on Thursday, and without missing a beat, Mr. Adorable said "I didn't like him either. He was wearing a purple shirt." Apparently, boys should wear a more "macho" colored shirt on a first date. Stick to your blacks, blues, whites. But not purple. I thought he'd looked nice. But, I also thought he'd call, so what do I know? At least this time I'm not blaming myself or tearing myself apart. I think he just wasn't feeling it enough to want to invest in a long distance thing. Burbank to Orange County is quite a distance. It's not a fun drive. The 5 sucks! I think you'd really have to dig someone to commit to that. I don't know that I would have committed to that. I think I'm putting dating on hold for a while now. I mean, this weekend coming up, I have a wedding to go to, which will keep me busy, cause I offered to help set up and run errands and things. Then, in just under 3 weeks, it's my 30th birthday. That's an awkward time to start dating someone. And, as much as it kills me that I'll be alone on my 30th birthday, it's probably better than just starting with someone. I may invite the cute boys from my gym. Have I mentioned them already? The two managers at my new gym are absolutely adorable and so much fun. I always end up hanging out and chatting with them for like an hour (like half hour before and after class). And they mentioned hanging out. I found one of them on facebook and discovered that he is my age. I totally thought he was way younger. I guess part of the fun motivator to going to the gym is getting to hang out with my new friends there. Well, that, and I just absolutely love my new gym. My knuckles are slightly cut up from boxing, but that's a small price to pay. I need to start going more so I can try to lose a few pounds for my bday. I guess I should also consider eating healthier. For lunch today, I had Ruffles potato chips and onion dip. Maybe not the healthiest decision, but it was delish! And, I may as well enjoy eating what I want now, cause I hear it's all downhill after 30. Guess I'll find out soon enough!