Jinkies!

I don't know about the rest of y'all - but I'm not necessarily the smoothest person when it comes to the opposite sex. Especially if I am even the slightest bit interested in them or even if I just care what they think of me (doesn't happen very often, but nevertheless...). I have a tendency to talk too much or say dumb things that make me out to be quite the tool - or so I think.

What's worse is I catch myself giving everything away. Within an hour the guy knows FAR too much about me - and BAM the mystery is gone. Case closed. I've revealed far too much and now the guy KNOWS I'm not nearly as cool as I seem to the naked eye.

And rather than take a step back to try and redeem myself, I just keep going. Next thing you know the poor guy knows that I'm seriously pissed off that they kept trampolining (that's what it's called, I promise) and paraplegic murderball in the Olympics but dumped baseball and softball (It's gotta be a conspiracy - I blame the French.) and that my favorite cake is "white on white" (white cake, white icing). Yeah, I know... HOW EMBARRASSING.

It's no wonder I'm still single. (and if you just said, "yeah, I know" - I'm gonna have to kick your butt.)