Sunrise, Sunset

Let me feel you in on some deets of my life. First, I did not actually get transferred as I was worried about in my last post. The funny things is, I had my box of work notions all packed and was trying to balance it on my knees as I rode the Stairlift, when BOOM!!!! I assidentally fell and hit my two front teeth on the concrete stairs and got a black eye. Also, some unmentionable areas were bruised to a pulp (pardon my french, I am blushing). Anyway, Martha my secretary heard me crying (on assident- I am still a man) and they had to rush me to the ER. What a day! I even got to cut in front of a dog bite victim (I'm glad Jonathon is not a violent pet). Anyway, I told my job I would sue and BINGO! HR said that this would be our little secret and that I can stay if I don't tell any lawyers about my assident (I hope lawyers aren't reading my blog as I speak. That would be bad.) What glorious news! I just can't be within 35 ft of Sasha. This new lease on life has made me glad to be me and free of any stupid romance! Who needs love! A man just needs a dog and the arts! I recently viewed the play: "Fiddler on the Roof" and indeed learned many life lessons from the character Pa about how sometimes you have to be ready for love to make the right decision. I even went to the local jewelry box store to buy a music box of Sunrise, Sunset. It is a melancholy tune that describes mine very heart. It also taught me of how sometimes you have to follow your heart about love even if someone is not Jewish like you! Alas, I don't need this stupid chemical that they call love. I know, ME a hopeless romanic! But I am renouncing love. No more of that devastating sass from Cupid. No more crying tears of pure torture. No more rejection or even trying. Because I realized something. I AM ME, that's who! I shall fall in love with myself and only focusing on giving Jonathon a good home. More quality time with him and my hobbies. I even took him to my new cooking class for fun! The students loved him! (essept for my stupid teacher). He did that thing of when Beethoven stole a ham from the table! Anyway, I am un single and NOT wanting to mingle. I feel bad for those cursed by fake love. Se La Ve.