You know what? I was gonna type out a long sob story about my life and wanting advice on asking the girl of my dreams out that's been hanging out with me for a long time, but I'm just gonna fucking do it.
The Bob Ross welcoming image plus some appropriate upbeat music that played at just the right time has given me the confidence I need. Thank you, Bob Ross and electronic music.
You guys'll see me in a few days anyways if this most likely goes horribly wrong, but fuck it. 6 months means relationship or bust for a girl to hang out with a loser like me, right?
I ride, shiny and chrome, to Valhalla!