Valentine’s Day is coming up. I’ve never been single going into it before (I was dumped V-Day afternoon once, but we don’t talk about that). Unless I run into the love of my life within the next 11 days, I’m pretty sure I’ll still be single when it rolls around.
I’m not quite sure what to do about it all. I clearly have two choices:
A) Act like I usually do, eating cinnamon hearts and wishing all and sundry a happy Valentine’s Day, with the exception of buying/receiving a card/gift for/from a significant other, or
B) Take this opportunity to wear all black, put a vase of dead roses on my desk, recite the Vagina Monologues to anyone foolish enough to listen, play “Love Hurts” and other such depressing music on the CD player at my desk, declare loudly that love is overrated and piss & moan about the idiots falling for a Hallmark Holiday (though I’ll still consume sickening quanitites of cinnamon hearts).
Cast your vote now!