So, like any of my other failed attempts at a relationship, I feel like this one is going to end before it really begins too. This crazy schedule just doesn't fit in with anyone else's schedule, and it makes it too difficult to plan anything. He wants to have breakfast with me, but I really actually don't do much breakfast. I don't know... maybe I'm just a weird, complicated person. I don't know... *sigh* Let's face it, dating and I don't get along very well. I'm not very good at the whole dating thing, and I've got too much in my way. Or maybe I'm just in my own way. Who knows...

Also, I have been meaning to type up my Doctor Who story. I've just been busy. Maybe during my time off the two days in a row I have next week.