For those of you who know...especially those of you who know me quite well..you will know that as I get more tired..or simply as the night progresses, I tend to get more..shall we say silly. Yeah..this is when the interpretive dancing emerges and evidently when my coordination diminishes and I tend to flap my hands like a seal. So I am sitting at home now..preparing for bed and just feeling like I had one of those days/nights where perhaps I revealed a little too much of myself too fast. It is good because yeah, I am totally being myself around this guy, but that can be a bit scary too.:-/ Perhaps there should be a rule that after a certain time I should just no longer speak at night..haha. Part of the problem lies in the fact that regardless of the time of day I tend to speak without thinking. Something that I really should work on. So what occurs as I get more tired or I am distracted (um..let's say by someone I like) then stupid, stupid things come out of my mouth. My close friends who know me well can accept this silly (o.k. perhaps even dense at times) Jessica as well as the fairly smart Jessica...and they can recognize how they go together and make me who I am. What am I getting at? I am just worried about impressions being made. Really though I suppose I shouldn't...let's be honest, I am totally being myself, so if this particular situation doesn't work out..it was not because I did not display my true colors..whether that is a good or bad thing. Now, the guy (should I come up with some sort of name to call him??) did not give any indications of anything except amusement, but you know I realize that..ah I just don't know! I guess as one of my dear friends I will be lucky to find the guy who can "handle" me..meaning take my bluntness, need to discuss emotions/thoughts as well as be appreciative of my clumsiness and silly nature. Sigh...bed time..bed time. Yes, we all know...I worry too much. (But believe it or not I do not believe I meet the DSM-IV criteria for genearlized anxiety disorder).