Stoopid

"Stoopid", it's worse than stupid, because you knew it was a dumb, irrational choice, but you made it anyway.
    He called, you were glad.   Happy even.
    He expressed an interest in seeing you.  Happier.
    He said it wouldn't be until later because he was: working/traveling/(insert excuse here)
    You're response?
    Naturally, you expressed a genuine interest in spending time with him as well.  You said, however, that you have to work early in the morning, because it's true.  You told him, that while you miss his company, you're going to have to pass and take a raincheck because you have to get up early and it's the rational thing to do.
    Really...?  That's how it went...?
    No, you drank some coffee, you took a shower, you did your hair, you wore something cute and casual (it is late at night), you put on fresh make-up and then, you waited.  You passed the time by listening to music, making your bed, folding a load of laundry, and then, FINALLY, as promised, the call came.  Actually, it wasn't even a call, it was a text, a shitty little one-liner about how he was tired, calling it a night, passing out.
    You can't get mad, you knew her was traveling/ working/ whatever, and you didn't have concrete plans.  You also know, that you made the effort, he didn't, and you feel like shit.  Why did you make yourself so available?  Why did you invest so much time in this endeavor?  Remember, you cant. get. mad.  Then again, you can't get glad (laid) either, so you poured a glass of wine, lit up, and started this blog.