The wedding was absolutely amazing. The groom is always handsome and the bride looked stunning. And eating at a family-style Italian restaurant was perfect because it was the right mix of quasi-formal and celebratory. Of course, the highlight for me was being book-ended by two attractive nerds -- Sean and Arjay.

Things with Sean went well, though not as well as I'd hoped. He came straight to me and stayed next to me the entire night. More importantly he actually talked to me. Major improvement. His body language, his attention and some of his words, or lack thereof, said it all, but nothing happened. He hung out with R, DJ and I at their apartment for a few hours, but still nothing happened, just a brief touch to my hair and a few "accidentally" touches. Of course, none of this rivals the few sparks of jealousy I saw flying when Arjay joined our table.

We had one of those huge curving booths that can seat eight. I sat tucked into a corner with Sean scooted in close-ish next to me. Next thing I know Arjay, who I know through the groom, came around the other side and slid in next to me. Sean immediately eyed him like he was an intruder. It didn't help that Arjay and I were trying to figure out when D and his bride met and our point of reference was the last time Arjay cooked dinner for us. Except he said, "I think they met the week after I went over to your place and cooked for you." Yeah, that earned another look from Sean. So did the fact that I obviously find Arjay to be exceedingly intelligent and funny, so I laugh at all his geeky jokes.

Once Arjay asked to borrow my pen and I said it'd cost him. "I'll cook you dinner." Then he forgot his glasses when we were about to leave and I took them to him. "When do I owe you dinner?" I said I'd FB him and we'd talk. I woke up Saturday morning, checked my e-mail and found a friend request from him already. That made me smile and I'm pretty sure I turned red. This morning I checked my e-mail and found a message through FB from him about the upcoming movie Avatar as well as his number.

Truth be told, I'm trying not to read too much into it. I like Arjay a lot and his very cuddly -- a fact I know because he hugged me after the wedding. As many issues as I have with human contact, I can actually envision resting against him while watching movies. That's pretty damn big for me. Oh, random fact: he's Polish, which I'm sure might amuse jefF. He works at Nove Southeastern University where he's also working on his doctorate in marine biology. He's one of those super-geeks, the sort that ask you bizarre questions and rattle off random facts at the drop of a hat. You either love him or hate him, and my cousins and I love him.

Anyway, I'd like to see what happens with either one of them. DJ asked me to be honest and tell her which one I'd rather see right now and I actually had to say Arjay. I love Sean and I've loved him for years, but he really has to get his shit together and actually do something. Arjay's already made a few steps to at least be friends outside of our mutual associations. And, like I said, he's cuddly and he makes me laugh. And he's a little crazy. One of my favourite pictures of him is making ice cream with liquid nitrogen. Who wouldn't love to have dinner with someone like that?