Today is Valentine’s Day.
>Let us never speak of it again.
OK, maybe a little bit. I’ve said it before, and I stand by it: I’m not a fan of V-Day.
First of all, I feel the same way about manufactured holidays as I do about the manufactured friendships and connections by fraternity membership.
Even when with past girlfriends I’ve been against Valentine’s Day. Don’t get me wrong, I do what I’m supposed to. There’s dinner. There’s romance. There’s gifts involving flowers or diamonds or whatever. But I would be a liar if I said I didn’t feel obligated to do it. I’m a big proponent of the whole every-day-is-a-celebration-of-our-love thing. Though that can be hard to remember when you’re arguing about who took the garbage out last.
But I digress.
I’m sure I’m just bitter that I will have to hide myself away like Quasimodo tonight.