Stupid In Love

You know how some people say they're 'crazy in love'?  Well for me, I think it's more like 'stupid in love'.  Let me explain...
For those of you who are new here, let me get you up to speed.  There's a new girl in my life.  (and if you're reading this, hi!)  Those of you who follow me might have noticed a few cryptic posts about this.  I'm still a little wary of giving away too many details.  Anyway, this should tell you the important bits.

Because of all these recent developments, I've been kind of emotionally manic-depressive.  I'm deliriously happy that something like this has finally happened to me after so long, but there are times when I get so nervous about things going wrong, I just don't know how to handle it.  This leads me to seek out advice from various friends and colleagues.  (you know who you are, and I thank you all for everything)
Like I said before, the last time I really felt this way about anyone was with Three Point One, and we all know how that turned out.  Still, I think this time, it's different.  For one thing, she's relatively normal (again, if you're reading this, no offense intended) which is kind of a rare thing for me for some reason.  My various internet pursuits have usually led me to women with piercings, tattoos, or otherwise unusual lifestyles.  I don't know why this is, but it just always seemed to work out that way.  I've got nothing against those things, but the idea of bringing a girl with a tongue ring home to dinner with my family kind of puts me in an odd position.
Anyway, getting back to the emotional things, I'm doing more or less okay, but I wish there was some kind of remedy for these crazy irrational fears that I have.  I guess disconnecting myself from the internet a little bit couldn't hurt.  Being social is kind of a foreign concept to me, but going out and doing things would probably be good for me since I'm on my own now and bored constantly.  I feel like I'm falling really hard for this girl and if something happens that might end up changing that, I honestly don't know what I'm going to do about it, or how I'm going to recover from it.
But I think I've rambled on quite enough by now, and I've probably said too much, as usual.
Farewell for now, friends and lovers.