Last year I went to Valetines Day dinner on a blind date
with a guy that had a girlfriend.This year I'm going to Valetines Day dinner with a guy who I met last week and I
cannot remember his name.
Next year, who knows?
But in three to four years I fully expect to speed dating on Valentines Day.
Last year I ate half a pound of truffles and watched How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days with two other pathetic single chicks.
This year I'll either be finishing off the box of corndogs or ordering a large pizza and consuming it solo.
I can't even remember what I did last year. My memory is shite.
This year though, I'll be trying to work my way through a massive bottle of Bacardi.
Last year I went out and ate steak and shrimp. The year before that I babysat. This year I'm doing dinner and then Casablanca.
I'll take this year, I think.
Hmm. I can't remember what I did last year but this year? I'm staying in, getting high on cold medication and blowing my nose while wrapped in the thickest blanket I can find.
Reminds me of a story..IN fact I shall post it!
Pukey-Hmm. That was probably better than the mexican food I ate...
TSG--Next year, you should come out here... and we can drink ourselves senseless.
VDO-- Damn you woman and all your romance.
Kinnor-- You poor darling! Isn't your man going to come over and spoonfeed you broth?
Jon-- YES! You'll actually update!