The quote says it all...

"A real man dumps someone in person."

I had to cut one of the two loose tonight. I was a bit miffed at her for the last time I went up to her house. After we went to dinner, she was going to park in her normal spot at her house and I assumed I'd go in, probably use her restroom and then be on my way. But instead, she drove me to my car out front and made a comment that she didn't want to deal with any comments or questions from her roommates if she was in the house with me.

I then made a comment about how I'd just find a restroom elsewhere. She then offered me use of hers, and I declined. I took off, quite pissed. It just didn't get better from there and I didn't see this going anywhere. Later that week, she loaned me a movie and I needed to get it back to her, so I made dinner plans with her tonight.

I rode up on my motorcycle tonight to her place. It is a long ride, and it was wet. I walked to her door and rang the doorbell. No answer. Lights are on. Her car's there. I call her cell - now she comes down and meets me. She opens the door, and I step in. I hand her the movie. Then I tell her I've got stuff out on my bike. She asks if I want to leave it at the house. I explain that I was only there to just drop off the movie and then leave.

She gets the hint.

Then she asks why I didn't do this over the phone. I say that it's because that's not what I do. And she responds with - "because you're a pussy." I just nodded and smirked. I was not interested in starting an argument. Besides, she was pissed I made dinner plans and just ended up dumping her in her house. I probably would be, too.

I was shown the door (yes, it was slammed), and I left. Oh well. It just wasn't going to work out.

In other news, things with the other one are going well. I think I'm going to stick to just dating one at a time. Two at the same time was a bit much. My fingers are crossed for this other one... she's really cool.