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Random Things I Can't Tell Regular People

Tuesday, February 14

Bah humbug

Image hosting by PhotobucketFor the record, I don't celebrate Valentine's Day. I believe it's a farce of a holiday, dreamt up by Hallmark and Lindt and the Rose Growers of America. If my husband loves me, and I believe he does, I prefer him telling me daily, instead of just February 14th. Honestly, I can think of better ways of spending $60 than on a dozen roses.


(And secretly, I hope someone brings treats to the office tomorrow, because I'm a sucker for sweets.)
posted by claire ~ 12:20 a.m. | bullet.gif
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5 Comments:

I totally agree with you about V-day. It's just a commercial holiday....full of ritual and monotonous "things" that don't mean squat. Send me a secret love note in the middle of August. Give me a surprise phone call in the middle of March just to say you want me and are thinking about me. Those things mean much more than fulfilling the public's perception of what shoudl be practiced on the 14th day in February.

By Blogger Pistachio, at 9:40 a.m.  

I got 12 Valentines and all kinds of chocolate from my coworkers! :)

I guess they really do love me! ;)

By Blogger O272, at 5:29 p.m.  

I'm with you, Pistachio.

O - 12!?! I got zip. Not a cookie or a candy heart at work. Why bother going in?

By Blogger claire, at 11:16 p.m.  

I just wrote a huge thing on "With My Eyes" blog.... on this subject. Here's the thing. All the chicks at my place of work got ginormous bouquets of flowers, roses up the ass, ginormous balloons to the point of being obscene. No I wasn't jealous. Truly. It angered me really. Because never ever do these chicks or old ladies EVER get shit sent to them any other day of the fucking year than VD. So.....I guess I rest my case.

By Blogger Moonchild, at 11:03 p.m.  

ew. roses up the ass?

By Blogger claire, at 11:45 p.m.  

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