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Fuckin' *A* I'm sick again. Shit...

So I was all prepared to be angry and bitter and pissed off and frustrated about Valentine's Day today, and then I opened the door to my office and there sitting on my desk was a bottle of Martinelli's and a card saying Happy Valentine's Day.

But there was no name on it....

Fuck, I have a secret admirer. That's not much better than no valentine at all, but it's still better. I think I know who it was anyways. I'm pretty sure it was her. For all the nice things I did for her last VD that she blew off, I get the feeling she has a high degree of guilt associated with me (she's religious you know)

In addition, she's one of very few who actually know where I work at work, she's one of the few who know that I don't drink, she normally gets to work earlier than I, and she knows about my fondness for harmless surprises (both planning and receiving them) - she did break into my office. SO, for now, we'll say that my secret admirer is my current crush, until such a time as someone steps forward to admit to doing this (and I checked with every broad at work i could think of).

COUGH!! COUGH!!

being sick sucks...