Why do Boyfriends Behave so Oddly?

So we women go through life, dealing with relationships, some good, some bad, some really bad. But I've come across a really difficult one that not even he can explain although he has a degree in psychology. I met him two and a half years ago. One of the first things he said to me was "I don't need you to love me, I don't want complications". Whoa, no one's ever said THAT to me! Was it because we were drunk when we met? Because we jumped in bed and banged each others brains out, no sheets left on the bed? Not even a pillow -- we tore up that room! It wasn't the "L" word, we didn't make "L" - we had sex, naughty, wild, exciting and glorious sex. I went back to my room that night while he was passed out. He was in a double double so we fell asleep on the one bed that we didn't romp on. I knew it would be a freezing cold experience to walk back to my room but I did anyway once I found my clothes. At first I thought he'd hidden them from me, "What a wierdo, I thought!". No way was I going to let him get away with this shit! So my plan was to run naked about 15 rooms over at the lakeside rooms in the freezing cold and knock on the door so my girlfriend who I'd came with to the resort would let me in. I fumbled around the dark room and still couldn't find my clothes so I went into the bathroom to pee before I left and there were my clothes on the floor, oopsie, I forgot I took a shower before I jumped in bed with this guy. Pee, put on the clothes and I was out the door. Two and a half years ago, that's how I met Dale, we were at a concert and sat next to each other. One thing we still agree on to this day, everyone should have at least one wild night like that in thier lives, a night of wild and uninhibited sex. It was the kind that people talk about, the one night stand, the kind where you never see that person again - but not Dale and I.