The Weekend Wrap-Up

Friday was a little lame, I had not been feeling very well the last week or so, and I decided to just take it easy and ended up staying up way too late with my roomies chatting and drinking wine, fun but nothing crazy... then Saturday I went and did my usual community goodness in the morning, saving the world one homeless puppy at a time. Saturday evening I met up with German Boy at his place, had a few drinks and then we went to the hockey game. It was AWESOME, Detroit ended up winning a shoot-out (which was amazing because I had been routing for them the ENTIRE time.) After the game we hit up some bars, and all of a sudden it was almost 3, so we walked back to his place. Now here's where the story gets weird... I didn't go "home" with him. We got to his place where I had left my car and he asked me about a thousand times if I was ok to drive (which I was... we drank a few beers, but walked everywhere and my nightly glass(es) of wine have been preventing me from becoming too much of a lightweight.) He asked and asked and invited me in, and for some reason, I just wasn't in to it. Maybe it's because I can't tell if he really likes me or not. We went out last weekend, then again on Wednesday, and the game on Saturday, and NOT ONCE has he "hit" on me. I mean he opens doors, pays for things, carries bags, I MEAN THE KID IS POLITE AS FUCK, but no come on's, nothing... I mean he smiles and stares a little too much, but no action, is this because he's foreign? I've never really dated anyone from Europe, well, except England, but he was a whore. He could just want a friend, but he's ALWAYS making future plans in that I-wanna-date-you kind of way. I don't get it. Any ideas? Am I just used to the American wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am?

The New Guy(s)

The New Guy. The New Guy, let's call him Micah, is seriously smokin'. He's like a young Heath Ledger, creepy, a bit, but hot, HELL YEAH... He's tall, is a PAINTER (so he's got those bulging bisceps), he plays guitar, and has a smile that could melt an iceburg. I'll let you guys know how that one turns out. Also.... There's this German guy who came to look at my apartment a few weeks ago when I was looking for a roomate (he didn't end up moving in) who I hung out with on Saturday... and then again last night... and he's taking me to the Blackhawks and Red Wings game this weekend. I dunno if he's into me or is lonely (being from Germany with like no FRIENDS here in Chicago.) Well just have to see. I'll keep you posted.