So Friday night I ended up going out with the guy who stood me up anyway. Long story, but it was fine - met him at the bar he and his friends wanted to go to, then made them all come to my karaoke bar, made them embarrass themselves with karaoke and made him but my drinks for being a jerk and bailing on me. Haven't heard from him since that night, no loss though.
So then Saturday night, after the derby game, I went to the after party, followed by the after after party, which turned out to be just me at a bar by myself. So I made friends with a guy there (let's call him "IT"), he seems really nice and dorky but funny, we exchanged numbers, and he called me tonight to ask me to lunch on Friday. He was so awkward on the phone - it was precious! So far so good! He has one kid, full time, so that's interesting to me. So I have week 11 all lined up!
But wait! There's more! Also on Saturday night, at the same bar, I ran into someone I met waaayyyy back on date 2 or 3, the same night I originally met Stretch. We had exchanged numbers back then and I wasn't terribly interested, so nothing ever happened. Well he decided that it was fate, so he asked me out for this Thursday night. Two dates for week 11, and if I play my cards right, I might get a second date with one of them for Saturday night too, have a date for week 12, then I can take a break! Because I need one! This crap is exhausting!