So I have to say that I am a pretty smitten kitten at this point.
Last night Emiliano and I went out to The Grotto, which is this Catholic garden/altar/thing. I don't really know what to call it. We walked around and kind of poked fun and tried to catch squirrels and stuff. Anyway, there's a path with all these religious statues and plaques and then this giant alcove carved out of a cliff with a huge altar in it. It's actually very pretty.
And then he took me out to this amazing Thai restaurant on Belmont somewhere... and we walked around for awhile afterwards, because that's where he grew up. He showed me the house he used to live in that burned down, and we went to a nearby cemetery and saw
the coolest headstone ever. I've never dated someone where it was this easy and natural. We can talk for hours without even looking at a clock, we have the same stupid-ass sense of humor. He laughs at my inappropriate Brian stories and is interested in stories of mine that even only involve people on the internet. Haha. He's excellent with accents and makes me laugh ridiculously and took me by Jackpot Studios (or the old location, anyway) because he knew I'd get a kick out of it. He lights my cigarettes and kisses me on the tip of the nose, which I think is adorable. He considers himself a feminist and has a framed picture of his dad protesting Christian anti-abortionists hanging in his bedroom. He doesn't eat red meat or poultry (but he does eat fish/seafood), he considers himself a communist. He high fives and argues the musical talents of Justin Timberlake. We sing horrible songs in the car together like "Total Eclipse of the Heart."
So I didn't make it to the the third date... but I realized, as I was thinking about it driving to see him yesterday... the purpose of the third date idea (at least for me, I know it's not the original intention) was to not have sex with guys until I was sure that I wanted to have sex with them. And so I don't regret it and don't think it was a bad decision, because I for sure wanted everything that happened. And then afterwards I told him about the 3 dates, $40 rule, and he (like everyone else I've told it to) questions the validity of $40. He did meet the $40 threshold, for what that's worth. Haha. I mean, I think he probably met the $40 on the first date. Anyway, it's been a long time since I've spent the night in someone else's bed, and it was definitely fantastic. I think I've kissed Emiliano more times in the past two days than I kissed Brian in two years. My nose has scruff-burn.
He just solved the beer question by calling and asking me to bring some. Hahaha. I really like him, you guys. I was not AT ALL expecting something like this to happen. He ended the conversation by asking when I thought I was coming back over there, and I told him I thought I'd be leaving soon and asked if that was okay, and he said, "that's fantastic! The sooner the better!" And I just... don't know what to do with that, even. Haha. Nobody likes me that much! I'm not that likeable. It just blows me away.
Anyway, I'm re-fucking-diculously happy.