So let me start this off right and say to all the happy couples, Happy Valentines Day.
I hate this day. I hate a lot of days but this day in particular is probably on that big list of days that truely suck.
As much as I wanna hunt down that winged brat. With the soggy diaper and a quiver full of arrows, (seriously, in the days where exploiting children is a major nono and being protective of all children is the new IT, NO ONE has bothered to notice that the main symbol of the day is a toddler, armed with sharp arrows and wearing nothing but a diaper that's gotta be loaded since he's been wearing it for centuries?? I'm so suprised some child advocate group hasn't come out against it.) Where was I? Oh yeah, as much as I want to bring that dammned toddler down and spank him, I still wait paitiently for MY arrow every year.
I find most days as well as valentines I wake up praying, "Please let today be the day I find my Prince Charming." I pray extra hard this day.
So I'm going to take the day in stride. I am not going to complain. I will try my best to stay away from all of those sappy happy couples that insist on amping up their PDA displays this day. And I will not threaten everyone that wishes me a happy Valentines day.
Le sigh...
Terminally Single and Blogging is going to knock a few hours off this majesticly shit promising day in bed.
I hate this day. I hate a lot of days but this day in particular is probably on that big list of days that truely suck.
As much as I wanna hunt down that winged brat. With the soggy diaper and a quiver full of arrows, (seriously, in the days where exploiting children is a major nono and being protective of all children is the new IT, NO ONE has bothered to notice that the main symbol of the day is a toddler, armed with sharp arrows and wearing nothing but a diaper that's gotta be loaded since he's been wearing it for centuries?? I'm so suprised some child advocate group hasn't come out against it.) Where was I? Oh yeah, as much as I want to bring that dammned toddler down and spank him, I still wait paitiently for MY arrow every year.
I find most days as well as valentines I wake up praying, "Please let today be the day I find my Prince Charming." I pray extra hard this day.
So I'm going to take the day in stride. I am not going to complain. I will try my best to stay away from all of those sappy happy couples that insist on amping up their PDA displays this day. And I will not threaten everyone that wishes me a happy Valentines day.
Le sigh...
Terminally Single and Blogging is going to knock a few hours off this majesticly shit promising day in bed.
