The Darkness was wrong. I don't believe in a thing called love. Well, almost. I'm 20% away from total disbelief. Not because of anything that's happened recently, but just because it seems easier.

You know how people say that you shouldn't have any expectations just so you'll always be pleasantly surprised? Well, I never quite understood how to approach something with no expectations, and thus, usually approached with low expectations. I guess I'm doing something similar here.

In my row of desks at work, all but one of the occupants are embittered, cynical, single men. The remaining one is... me. Might as well join the club... insofar as I can, that is.