In the spirit of wrapping things up, I called Eric one last time last night.

And he answered, for a wonder.

Once he figured out how long it had been and that I really was sort of perturbed about it, he apologized all over himself. He had all sorts of excuses, but what it really boiled down to was that he’s too busy for a girlfriend and (unspoken) was obviously not into me enough to make the effort. Which is fine; I was wrapped up in my own stuff anyway.

I told him that this wasn’t worth pursuing a relationship out of, but I wouldn’t be adverse to a date now and then, although I wasn’t going to sit by the phone. I might or might not be available when he finds the time to go out. He is a nice guy, and someone that I could see casually dating now, but no more than that.

It was nice to be able to tell him what I felt. Usually I don’t get that chance with the ones that just walk away.

I don’t know if I’ll bother putting the ad back up for a while. I was so disillusioned on the whole internet dating thing that one sort-of success doesn’t quite make pimping myself worth it. I may change my mind (hell, I probably will) but for now, I’m just going to lay low. I’m not really in the mood for drama, even if it does make good journal-fodder.