what the hell is wrong with me?

While I didn't have an epic fail date, tonight is one of those nights that makes me jump out of my skin and say "what the hell do you think you're doing?" Not that it will cause me to alter my actions any. First, I made plans to have dinner with an ex. On March 20th. Because that was seriously the first day that both of us are free. Smart. Then, I was feeling girlie and frisky and decided to im a different ex, B, to ask him if he wanted to make out. Seriously folks. Who does that? Apparently I do. His response was that he didn't think it would be a good idea and that we should probably discuss it later. I told him there's nothing to discuss, I'm just looking for fun. Just making out no strings attached. There's a reason why we didn't work out, no need to rehash that. Now we have plans to watch the Office on Thursday night. Apparently, I just never quite understood the concept of exes are exes for a reason.