Oh Valentine's day....
What a joke.
I am not by any means bitter over the so called 'holiday' but really, nothing says "I love you" like a box of chocolates meant to trigger diabetes, a bunch of flowers that will die in 3 days, an unrealistic sappy love story played out by mediocre actors, a shiney and expensive wad of metal and stone that were either the product of bloodshed in a third world country or were manufactured in a lab...and a probably greasey as hell dinner at a fancy restaurant where the chef probably scratched his hairy asshole right before handling your food, which will almost inevitably be followed by sloppy drunk 10 minute sex before you both pass out.
-_- I'm just glad the hubby and I don't "celebrate" this horrible day beyond having awesome stoned sex.
What a joke.
I am not by any means bitter over the so called 'holiday' but really, nothing says "I love you" like a box of chocolates meant to trigger diabetes, a bunch of flowers that will die in 3 days, an unrealistic sappy love story played out by mediocre actors, a shiney and expensive wad of metal and stone that were either the product of bloodshed in a third world country or were manufactured in a lab...and a probably greasey as hell dinner at a fancy restaurant where the chef probably scratched his hairy asshole right before handling your food, which will almost inevitably be followed by sloppy drunk 10 minute sex before you both pass out.
-_- I'm just glad the hubby and I don't "celebrate" this horrible day beyond having awesome stoned sex.