So it’s that silly time of year when we believe we should be “extra nice” to our significant other. Or if we are lacking a partner, we’re sure to feel extra bad about it, thanks to Hallmark and two-and-a-half isles of pink crap on the store shelves, ranging from heart-shaped candy, plastic flowers, and teddy bears that will eventually become a favorite toy of Rover.
I’ve been Valentine-less for the past 4 or 5 years, so I’m rather used to this routine by now. Just make it some ordinary day and try to not notice how cheery and giddy and crap some people can be, or how much people try to NOT be into the holiday, so much that it’s obvious they’re hurt by it all. The whole thing makes me laugh inside, like a 9-year-old, receiving valentines from his entire home room class at school.
I was lucky enough this year to have an internet valentine as a joke this morning, it’s been something to at least laugh about together. So thanks, mysterious person that we told the public about! =)
For the rest of you, I hope you enjoy your long waits at the restaurant tonight, and the fact your movie will likely be sold out before you get there. Bwahahaha!