Post valentines day... I dunno. Something.

I think Valentines day is a shitty day. It is a meticulously planned plot for people to fall into momentary, lack-of-romance-induced-depression. For smitten cunts to go and buy lame cards with stupid, un-original romantic quips printed in them; like, "I love you forever." All for nothing but stupid Hallmark to get whole lot of money. Not implying that I was depressed and cardless on V-day... No! I actually had a wonderful Valentines Day. Sipping away my sorrows at Starbucks, watching all the lust. Ugh. There I sat, contently, of course - reading my cliche love story; Pride and Predjudice. (Quick kudos to Jane - literary genius and my total idol.) It really was just, THRILLING. (Next year will be better.)

Also,today I purchased a rubber duck and a sharpie pen for my friend. But that wasn't for Valentines day. That is jusr becuase he is leaving.