Life Goes On, Long After the Thrill of Living is Gone

Things seem to have already dried up between me and the cute guy from work. I haven't heard from him since we had lunch together, so he clearly is not pining for me. He is, as they say, just not that into me. Poo. My only hope is that this leaves the window open for my Edward Cullen-like vampire admirer to stop lurking in the shadows and declare his love for me.