Hey thanks for your responses... he'd actually texted me last week but I never got them... damn technology. The days I thought he was giving me the shaft and ignoring me, he'd actually sent me a bunch of texts, joking around and flirting (he showed them to me), but he assumed that I got offended or that i actually didn't have a sense of humor. Go figure.

Our night went well. We never ran out of stuff to talk about, we lost track of time, laughed, and found that we have even more in common than we originally knew, re: hobbies, interests, lifestyle, habits, relationship styles, etc etc. He asked me a lot of questions about myself, and I guess I gave pretty detailed answers, but so did he. He was pretty open about recent stuff that's happened to him in his life, and we were both non-judgmental with each other and just had good conversation.

He was chivalrous and paid for everything all night. After we ate, he suggested we go somewhere quieter, which we did, and chatted all night about travels and family, relationships... even sleeping habits! When a guy asks if you snore and then the topic goes to whether you want kids (we're pretty much on the same page re: that, which he seemed pleased about)...and you're on a date thats going well...you assume he's into you. Right?

I remember thinking when I went to the bathroom that I was sure he was going to kiss me at the end of the night, and I couldn't wait. I knew he had to get up earlier than me today, so when I suggested leaving when we were discussing something I wanted his advice on, work-related, he said he didn't need much sleep and that he was enjoying the night and the convo and wasn't ready to leave yet.

I offered to drive him home, which he continuously thanked me for. I brought up a couple times in the night (once at the bar, and then in the car) about how I couldn't believe that I didn't get his texts earlier that week, and just mentioned the miscommunication that it caused. He didn't seem too phased by it, but I was like "i wonder if I haven't gotten my friends' texts!" and then I joked saying that I assumed he was being a jack ass ignoring me, and that I'd deleted his # off my phone as I'd assumed he was ignoring me after asking for my #.... I'm cringing at the memory of saying that... was that too crazy and harsh?

Anyway we laughed it off, and we started talking about food, and he mentioned a good restaurant his friend told him about, and suggested that he and I go to it this week. This was on the car ride home. No need to suggest elaborate plans to a specific place if you have no intentions of contacting them after!! I said I was up for it and I was happy and confident... I also jokingly said that we shouldn't text anymore to avoid the mysterious missed texts, so he agreed that we should talk on the phone, and he said he'd call me today, but he didn't. I pulled up to his place, and was sure he'd kiss me, but he didn't. I still had my seatbelt on, but I turned to him, and he hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

Seriously. What's up with this?!! Ghosted already after the first date that I thought went well! We had so much to talk about, natural rapport, chemistry, I thought I looked good...he extended the date, paid, asked if I wanted to check out another restaurant with him this week (no date set)... but nothing. I'm used to guys texting that they had a great time once they get home... or at LEAST the very next day (morning or afternoon usually) to let me know they're thinking of me and to solidify the next date. None of that happened.

God I thought I was getting better at this. Thoughts? Thanks. :(