The First Contact...

He came by today. The guy next door came by to ask me to dinner. I acted like a fool. He said right out that I appeared very shy... Yeah--no kidding! But he asked me just the same. The guy wants to cook it for me, and then bring it over to my place as I have the only "dinner table" between us! Why is he being so nice to me?? And then he wants to watch a movie. He's going to bring an assortment--we will probably watch it at his place. This is just so crazy---why is he being so kind and caring? All I did was bake a few things in my crummy electric oven! But now he is just being so sweet. He couldn't possibly be interested in me...he's too nice and good and handsome. He asked me if I wanted his number, and I acted like a fool, turning as red as a tomato. Obviously he didn't mean anything by it, simply wanting me to be able to call him when we were to have dinner, but I acted so embarrassingly. I'm a fool, and he knows it. Yet he is still trying to be charitable... That is all it is, yet the butterflies in my stomach continue to churn.. I must just stop it and act like a normal human being in the midst of this charity, and then let him continue on his way. But why is it so hard for me to be rational??