Dating is making me a more paranoid nutso than I typically am.
The whole time I'm with The Doctor I'm thinking something along the lines of: is there something in my teeth? there's something in my teeth! should I go to the bathroom? can I go to the bathroom this soon? I was just in there! it hasn't been enough time! time, time, am I supposed to meet my sister for lunch tomorrow? oh, no, we're talking about meeting. so I should call her. yes, I need to call - ah! my stomach made a sound was it weird? wait, did he hear it? am I being weird now? what if he didn't hear it but now notices that I'm being weird? what's he thinking I'm thinking?
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