noelani

So, I thought some over the last few days...no really, I have...Shut up, I HAVE! Ok, anyways, so, I've been trying to figure out why all these single people hate Valentines day? I think being single would be the best thing for a day when everyone is soooooo desperate to get some. I mean, you can pretty much go up and give someone something as cliche as a flower and whisper, "I want to be your Valentine" and you pretty much have it made. And the great thing is, you can make it a one night thing , afterall you only wanted to be their Valentine and Valentines is only a day. I mean, come on- there's a slim to no chance you're going to find the love of your life magically on V-day, so you might as well pick someone and fuck like bunnies and pretend. If only for a day. It's like shooting fish in a barrell. All that and you don't have to worry about meeting any sort of expectations placed on you by your SO wanting this day of all days to be "PERFECT". Quite frankly, there's a lot of other days in the year that I'd like to be "PERFECT" other than V-day.

Anyhow-

My Valentine printed out a copy of that "I choo choo choose you" Card from the Simpsons, handed me a handful of conversation hearts (not in a bag or anything, straight from the hand like he'd stolen them from some restaurant giving them away for free) and a handpicked weed (dandelion flower) straight from the dog pee soaked lawns of South Park. I guess you'd have to know us to know why it's so perfect. Keep in mind that in spirit of V-day he had taken me to a really nice dinner on Sunday.

I got him a card from the Mahagony line from Hallmark. The line geared towards black people. I think it's funny that by gearing to black culture means making some of the most ghetto greeting cards. *shrug* Go Hallmark. I also got him three classic, monster books with some sort of love theme. Phantom of the Opera, Frankenstein, and Dracula.

We ate sushi and drank lots of sake. Not a bad V-day.

I can't believe it's already Thursday. Go week GO! We're going to play in the snow next weekend. I can't wait to snuggle with hot chocolate. Spiked with kaluah of course. Or maybe bourbon. Or maybe both.... I know that wine will be involved somewhere in there. Yay! Snow!

Kisses