I hate Valentine’s Day. Of course, I’m biased. In my nearly 27 years on this planet, I have gotten to spend 2 Valentine’s Days with a “significant other.” The last one was 3 years ago. Not that I am complaining that my checkbook hasn’t bounced due to outrageous V-Day spending, just that I would enjoy the company of somebody I am in love with (or dating).
I could deal with the gooey love crap, which is called V-Day, if I too was a part of cupid’s domain. But I’m just not that lucky.
Oh well. Better luck next year. Hey, at least I still have a month before Steak and BJ Day (which really translates to “One more month until your quasi-holiday fantasies go unfulfilled again”).
As a side note, congrats to all you happy couples out there. Yes, all 3 of you who read this blog.
2 responses to “This Valentine’s Day has been brought to you by the letters F and U”
Well, I love you man.
That’s your gift, though.
So, last night I’m sitting out near chompies with my buddy Brad and a girl walks by, and I say, “Ya havin’ a good time today?”. She says, “Yeah, it’s been great. I’m going to dinner in 45 minutes and that’s gonna be fun too. Well, happy Valentines day.”
If only looks could kill, the one I gave her would have done the trick.