Stood up once again. I really do give up this time. I doubt I will even the courtesy "I've got an excuse" call this go around. Spent the last two hours driving around Georgetown (the bar *we* were going to go to is an hour away and meeting in her hometown would have saved time since we were running late) and calling her cell phone and home phone. Nada. Left a voicemail saying simply "I'm driving home now". Wasted my only night off chasing a ghost again. I seem to enjoy punishing myself like this. Put off friends coming over and other people wanting me to go out AND almost ended up with no place to stay tonight because my ex was going to sleep in the house since I was *out*. I'm too old for this crap.
-Robert
