I have three and a half weeks to make Derrek my boyfriend.
Which also means I have to officially decide that I need to break up with the boy left in Idaho.
Which also means I have to work hard at convincing the plumber, the dancer, and the Venesualan that it just ain't gonna happen.

I like Derrek, and I'm on the verge of twitterpation, I just need signs that he likes me back. I don't wanna scare him off, though. Oh, this is the first time in my life I've actually planned on hooking someone. The rest of the time, it just happens. But this one is serious.