Inside her mind..

Oh boy, juicy insight into my weekend for you all today. (Alright, my next door cube mate is eating something really loud.. he isn't chewing with his mouth closed and every so often he intercepts the nasty chewing with a belch. It's making me physically ill.)

Saturday.. woke up, worked out, rode 2 horses for around 3-4 hours. I was pretty much pooped at that point. That evening I had my date with the Berkeley guy. The guy was quite eccentric.. smartest person I'll probably ever meet in my life, but very strange. From a different world than me. :) One arm was covered in tattoos up to his shoulder, he had piercings *all* over his body, but he was quite friendly and we had a lot of fun. We went for sushi (racked up quite a bill and gorged ourselves) then went to see 'xXx' which was pretty much a glorified James Bond flick, but entertaining. We came back to my place, talked and messed around a little bit. I still don't see anything romantic between us.. but who knows. He is quite sweet and I'll probably see him again.

Sunday.. was quite simply amazing. *Possibly* the best date I've had so far. He lived in Mountain View and I headed over to his place around noon. Of course I got lost and ended up in the middle of Sunnyvale.. somehow I had missed the 50+ signs that indicated I was in Sunnyvale so I had to backtrack quite a bit to find his place, further supporting my theory that if there's a way to get lost, I'm there. I arrive at his place.. a total boys' house with computers and game consoles all over the place. Alright this is getting boring, so FAST FORWARD!!

He was very very sweet.. and quite the gentleman (and VERY yummy-looking). He drove a Z3 and had a BMW sports motorcycle as well. The day was arranged for us.. and first was the ice skating. Conversation was easy, although he is much more straight-laced than I am. I had to contain myself from being the mean perverted dirty joke-making person I usually am. When we started ice skating, I really REALLY had to contain myself from not laughing everytime someone fell (and believe me, this was very hard.. people were falling all around me every 5 seconds). I saw some really spectacular falls which I couldn't help laughing at.. he did all sorts of different tricks, jumping over cones in stuff.. it was cute.

We then went to the SF MOMA (museum of modern art) but couldn't stay there for very long since the museum was already closing. Afterwards we went to Fisherman's Wharf and to Neptune's for dinner. Quite fancy and nice. He was quite a good host - he knew the city well and after the sun set we drove around different neighborhoods, including one spot where the view was breathtaking.. almost a 180 degree view of the city and the ocean. We drove back to his place and talked a little while I stocked up on caffeine for the ride home. I found that he had no porn on his computer and I think he was a little shocked when I told him I've been in porn shops before (wow, am I really that dirty?). He walked me out to my truck, told me he wanted to see me again.. and gave me a *very* polite hug (which I initiated) before saying goodnight.

So I'm a bit perplexed. He's very different than any other guy I've dated before. He looked at me a lot.. smiled at me, made a lot of eye-contact (which made me smile). However, he was so polite! He didn't really touch me at any point.. and the hug at the end.. was strange.. and the fact that he doesn't take pleasure in people falling boggles my mind..

And the games begin.. do I email him first? I told him I would.. but should I wait for him to mail me? Knowing me I will. I hate games.