As I reviewed the past two dozen texts I've sent him, I noticed a disturbing trend: I use exclamation points constantly.
"Sure, I love that band!"
"Ok! Call me later!"
"Yeah, Saturday night sounds great!"
"The Hurt Locker was HILARIOUS!"
See what I mean? It's out of control. I'm basically a dog wagging my tail and humping his leg via his inbox. I'm not getting paid by how many times I can type an exclamation point but I sure act like I do. What's wrong with me? Clearly, I'm missing the part of my brain that harnesses enthusiasm when communicating with a man that I like. (For the record, it took all of my effort to not use any exclamation points in this paragraph. Baby steps, my friends. Baby steps.)