I am beginning to think there might be something wrong with the way my brain works. Then again maybe not. I'd say you be the judge but it would seem hypocritical when I scream "DON'T JUDGE ME, YOU DON'T KNOW ME." at strangers because, what if they read my blog then I'd seem like a real asshole.
I know I promised a post on Monday but I was really busy. I had important things to do like get my shoes resoled, and browse the internet for new web comics. Regardless as to the reason why I didn't post on Monday I am here today and you shall be happy. Go on now, be happy, I'll wait.
My birthday was very quiet which after my Friday night, of getting drunk and wandering around cold and trying to scare off women that want to play with my penis, was a good thing.
Now that my weekend is well over and my work schedule has....
(8 hours pass)
.... apparently not slowed down
I am perturbed. I haven't quite completely fleshed out what is bothering me. I'll tell you about it and see what you think.
I really have nothing to complain about when it comes to The Doctor, except one thing. She is unemployed and not going to school. She says she hates not working and is actively looking for a job. I know that the economy in other places sucks but here in Calgary it really doesn't. If you want a job you can find one. So that irks me a little bit. I don't even know if it should, but it does.
I've also been seeing her A LOT. I mean a fuck load. Out of the last week I've had 2 days without her. This didn't feel strange or anything to me. I like her company and our schedules just seemed to match up. It wasn't till my sister pointed out to me. "You might be sending the wrong message if you don't know if this is going to be serious or not."
That's just it. I don't know. It's been a fucking week and people are already asking me what I want out of this. The good news is that the Doctor isn't asking. Just people that really have no business asking.
So do I want to be in a relationship? Sure I do, with the right girl. Is the doctor the right girl? How the fuck do I know, it's been a week since the first date.
There are pros and cons to everything in life. If this is going to work with the doctor I'm going to need to make some changes to my life. She is really against drinking and partying. I do love my shenanigans so I guess I have to decide if I'm ready to give them up.
I'm not writing her off, not even remotely. I think I may just need to slow things down a little bit.
Besides Dating is fucking expensive.