I started my day thinking, "I'll just ignore Valentines Day. No reason to obsess about it either way. I'll just let the day go by like any other so my hopelessly romantic self doesn't focus on the fact I can't do the snuggly romantic thing with whom I'd like." Great plan. Brilliant plan in fact. It's just a day. Nothing to worry about.
Enter the rest of the world...
I completely neglected to take into account the incessant barrage of plasticized "HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!!!!!!!" greetings from everyone, their dog and their dog's fleas (I did get one of the flea's phone numbers... woof).
So, fine, happy day of love and romance and candy and whips and chains. Well, maybe not so much with the last two, but if you're into that, happy day of that too. Me? I'm pouring my gushing passion into my two lovely jobs. Maybe tonight I'll get lucky and get off early. Yes, I said "lucky" and "get off." It was an innuendo. Try to keep up.
Happy day. May VD burn within your loins.
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because there’s nothing that amuses me more than hearing your pathetic opinion
I love you, even if the world doesn't. Happy Valentines Day (and my dogs do not have fleas).
mom | February 14, 2007 11:08AM
I've always been partial to the day after a holiday when all the candy goes on sale.
Ben | February 14, 2007 1:17PM
Mom, you're the best. I love you too (fleas and all).
Damon | February 14, 2007 3:57PM