Why I hate Valentine's Day....this year.

Hi.

Here's my annual Valentine's day post. One day, after many many years, I am going to accumulate all my posts on Vday and see how my feelings and ideas toward love have progressed or digressed (God forbid!)

Anyway this year, my take on Valentine's Day is that it's wrong. It's wrong for a lot of reasons, just like online dating is wrong. But I'm a purist. Feel free to disagree. The jerk who decided to declare February 14th a day of lovey dovey cheap boxed chocolates, red roses, stupid cards, and mad hot kinky sex obviously only wants ONE DAY OF THE YEAR to be designated to professing one's love for another? Sad, sad.

Shouldn't love be everyday? And shouldn't romantic love be one that is personal, head over heels, all-consuming 24-7 L.O.V.E.? I also believe this holiday is a dude's cop out way to profess his love for a girl and visa versa. It's lazy, be more creative. Grow some balls and use your brain juices for once. The founder of V-day may have had the purest intentions, but as a consequence of money, love has turned into a commodity. So in reality, this is the saddest day of the year next to a funeral right?

As I wrote this entry I wonder if I could've said the same thing about Valentine's Day one year ago. Probably not. I probably would've been bitter and pessimistic. But this isn't a pessimistic post. If anything I'm writing about the pessimism of Valentine's Day.

Anyway, if you are one of my girlfriends, and you suddenly remembered me telling you at lunch earlier this week or something that I was excited for you and your v-day plans...I was telling the truth! More than my dislike for this holiday, I am so much happier for my friends and all of their relationships because they are all being taken care of by excellent boys.

As for moi? Saturday may sting a little in the morning, but then I'll tend to my usual weekend routines in a beautiful city, maybe visit the local dog park in Balboa, and get my daily dose of love from those little furry guys.

In the meantime, I think I'm going to email my dad and tell him I love him.

,
Me.

P.S. Bangs? or no bangs?