"Why is everyone so hot for this girl? Has she got beer-flavored nipples?"
I've given myself a time limit.
If nothing "happens" by the end of the year, then it's over.
That gives me about 40 days.
If all goes well, that's cool.
If not, I can start the new year with a fresh start.
Work is a pain the ass.
I'm seriously considering quitting.
"It draws near. I can feel it."
This is gonna be a bad week.