Nah, that didn't happen, but maybe? *smiles* I'll just fantasize about that.

I originally  had plans with Security Guy last night, but then I postponed our date for The Speaker. The Speaker was supposed to follow up with me either Sunday or Monday, but I didn't hear from him at all (that is so typical of guys. Is it a guy thing? A Vancouver thing? An Internet thing? I don't understand why this happens so often. GRR). But yesterday afternoon, UnPorsche Guy asked me out, so I said okay.

I don't remember if I had a nickname for him...It could have been Pilot Boy, if anything. But he's now UnPorsche Guy. He was out of town working, and I just thought he wasn't interested since all he talked about was his video camera and there was no flirting! So him asking me out came to me as a surprise.

When he came home his business trip, he found that someone had dinged his car, and he mentioned it was yellow. I tried guessing what it was, and there aren't that many cars that are commonly yellow. I got in my mind that it was a Porsche. BWAHAHA But I saw it last night, and it wasn't.

We met up for a late snack. Between salad and dessert, I chose dessert -- not the best food choice, but... oh well. It was really nice of him to insist on coming out to where I lived -- not that we live far apart, but he was still insistent.

I had a nice time. I think I did a lot of talking?! What is up with me lately? He scored points with me when he said "when I get married." I don't know why I liked hearing that. Maybe it's because most guys I meet are not into the whole long-term commitment thing. I don't know if he was nervous or shy or what, but he didn't seem completely at ease.

It's also his birthday today. Even though he's only 32, he made a couple of cracks about being old. I guess he looks a bit older than his age. He dresses kind of like an old man (i.e., really conservative). *L* He had kind eyes and a warm smile, though. I guess it's a good sign if I wondered what he looked like beneath his clothes. (But he has a horrible slouch!)

The thing I hate most about first dates is the awkwardness at the end. He did ask me out again, but when we said bye, I was wondering "do we hug? Shake hands?". We did neither and said "have a good night. Bye." *L*

And I gave him a few good opportunities to check me out over the course of the evening. Well, okay, it was only an hour. But I know he took advantage of them :-p Oh, he drives a muscle car!! What a turn-on!!! I LOVE MUSCLES!