Valentines day, even when I was in a long-term, has never really been a significant day of celebration for me. I realise now of course I can’t say that without looking like an acidic singleton.
‘She’s whinging about valentines day because she didn’t get anything!’
I hear you say. Yeah well I’m not. I don’t really care about bright scarlet coloured gifts, love hearts and puke worthy teddy bears. Suppose I wouldn’t knock back a shag, but we won’t go there.
Lucy our eternal office optimist declared this morning, that we must clear a special space to display the mountains of flowers that all of the single girls will be receiving. Yeah, I didn’t exactly jump at that suggestion and my desk remains in the same state, covered in newspapers and trash magazines.
In the spirit of the day I did spend a couple of minutes in my morning newspaper perusal, scowling a selection of some of the most bizarre and nauseating declarations of love, in 28 words or less in the Daily Telegraph classifieds. Haikus, baby names, nicknames, anything to do with cupcakes, pumpkins, love hearts, cupids, poorly rhyming poems and cheap people that say things like ‘luv 2 u, 2mrw 4eva’. …..heave.
‘Again; she’s whinging about Valentines Day because no one dedicated a 2cm by 2cm space in the newspaper to her ‘hazel eyes and love the ties’
I think if someone where to send me something for Valentines Day I would perhaps like this.
That is officially sad!
My last thoughts on the day will be the acknowledgment of the more macabre aspects of the day, The Valentines day massacre. A prohibition mass murder where six members of the Bugs Moran gang were executed with sub-machine guns by Al Capone’s dudes. Yeah great day for candles and red roses!
Good times!!
Yesterday Lucy took a big step that I thought I should document, cutting up her credit cards. A big up to her for going the hack. Although I despise my fantastic plastic, it has a home in my wallet and my other cards would be distraught without their debt-ridden leader. Also I know the number off by heart so cutting it up would only stop the swiping.
The working week has nearly concluded. I have nothing more to say about that.
L
5 responses so far ↓
Tim Ramsey // February 14, 2008 at 1:56 am
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Justin // February 14, 2008 at 4:09 am
I thought you were going to spin that around and say “Shock/Horror - Mr. Blah Blah loves me and gave me a dozen roses and one of those aeroplace messages declaring his love for me!”. This is officially the worst day today - if that “someone” was going to make a last attempt plunge at making it up to me - today would have hit the nail on the head. Sucker - he has no idea…
self help zone // February 14, 2008 at 9:19 am
“The mountains of flowers” mmm I think she is not wrong… hehe hope you gonna post the mountain pic…. will be waiting for that one…
“In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two.” -Erich Fromm
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1stopmom // February 15, 2008 at 5:52 am
Just want to say congrats Lucy. I have mine in the freezer now, and I can not wait until I am ready to cut mine.
PrincessPolly // February 17, 2008 at 11:01 am
Yes it’s hard to be bitter on valentine’s day without looking like it’s because you didn’t get anything. But then the majority of people who ARE in relationships are so bloody ungrateful on Val day. Case in point: this girl in my work in a long term relationship (with a guy who also works in my office) complaining because he hadn’t arranged to get flowers sent to the office for her. Now that’s just showing off. I nearly peed myself laughing when another colleague said to her “Face it, he just doesn’t love you.” I mean, come ON!
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