I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me

So my apparently obvious crush on my coworker has resulted in a steady stream of teasing from my superiors. Of course they've been trying to hook me up, so to speak, but for the most part I'm ignoring it. Their intentions are good, I guess, but really, if I thought I had a shot, I would have done something about it by now, but I don't. I don't need any sympathy either.

For what it's worth, Francois says we have to name our first born after him.

On Sunday, as I said to Meg, I cleaned my room from top to bottom, and still couldn't find what I was looking for. Normally I would just give up, but it's somewhat important. My only form of legit ID, yes, I lost my passport. Boy, do I suck or what?

Back to the grind..

Only she could break my so gently
Let me down without a single word
No care, no worry
And we'll go on ignoring the talking heads
So the angel on her back can comfort my head

And she says I should start talking
But all I can do is stare
And she says I better start talking
But talking won't get me anywhere but here..