Or maybe he's sitting at his computer playing games completely oblivious to my existence. Don't get me wrong, I love computer games, and get addicted to them quite easily. Mom worries her heart out because I forget to stop playing to eat. Vampire Bloodlines was one of such games I got hopelessly hooked to, but even then I still remembered my boyfriend. Sure, most of our conversation was resumed to me talking about the game, but at least I was there to talk.
I'll bite my tongue if it turns out he's not playing, and feel horrible if actually something bad happened at his house and he's dealing with it while I'm here complaining. But in all probability he just forgot all about me.