Why is it that when I'm on a date, somehow I turn into a disaster? Not that I'm not my charming and witty self, but every single flaw seems to pop out at once. She's in the car, I'm a terrible driver. We are walking I trip over my feet. Somehow I forget to eat before the date and have to stop for a quick bite before I pass out. Plus, for the first time ever, my cell phone rang during a movie. While we were holding hands.
I'm fortunate that the lovely, intelligent and beautiful Lady Vader seems to pass such things off as charming, otherwise she'd have run for the hills by now. I suppose if all my weird flaws pop up in the beginning, she'll know how to easily tolerate them. But I'm looking to be myself, and for some reason I turn into the Nutty Professor (Jerry Lewis one). My mind will not allow me to relax and just have a good time. It needs to constantly be nervous and on guard. To which, I feel the need to say-screw you subconscious! You may be winning small battles, but maybe by writing all this down I will win the war.