"IT IS NOT GOOD THAT MAN SHOULD BE ALONE"
I really don't feel like I'm responding well to this challenge. I've been drowning my sorrows in Otter Pops and Saturday morning X-Men cartoons.
There is also a funky smell coming from the sink. Hilary doesn't tolerate funky smells so I can logically deduce that if she were here the sink wouldn't smell like the back streets of Armenia, I wouldn't be wasting my life watching the same cartoons which I wasted my life watching when I was 8, and people at work wouldn't treat me like a war veteran/widower.
But maybe I can play that up and get a few extra days off this month. "I'm sorry boss, I just can't focus on my work... ever since my wife left me...." *sniffle* *single tear running down the cheek* *Forlorn look out into the western horizon*
Well, if they don't buy that I'll have to pull myself together and just get by on Popsicles and cartoons until my lady returns.