More Snow, Writer's Fail, and Valentine's Day.

So here I am again, alone, in the house until the snow decides it wants to go away and die already. Oh, only to be Storm of the X-Men for a day. :(

I've just about come to the conclusion that American Doctor Who should be hung up to dry. As strongly as I feel about the ideas. I can't find one person willing to touch it with me, even people I've written with before don't want to touch it! They don't even hear the ideas, before they automatically assume ''It's not British. It'll never work." Oh, brother. Are they right? Am I wrong? I don't feel like I'm wrong. I feel if you've got the passion for something and you've got some semblance of talent, ANYTHING can work.

Then on top of that as I was walking around Wal-Mart this very morn (last minute buys before getting snowed in), and realized. I'm single (for the third straight time) on Valentine's Day. All these couples walking around, young, old, married, dating, gay walking around in the store, made me realize, that somewhere. My love life has gone astray, which is probably the reason I'm so insistently horny and a perv all the time for the past 3 years. I really need to get it back on track.

-sigh- As the internet meme says...fuck my life.