Chalk me up for another retirement.

I've always considered myself a hopeless romantic. No recent event has made me redact the statement, just a painful realization.......that I am indeed one, well, half of one......the hopeless half.

F@*# women. You all suck. (The non-fellatio variety unfortunately.) Pardon the discrimination. Allow me to correct my faux paux. F@*# everyone.

Retirement is the wrong word. I give up. Caring is too hard. The fact that this confession forever prevents me from being a Care Bear only augments the pain.