Razzlefrazzlefriggin' Valentine's Day grumblegrumble

[Mite]

Happy Valentine's Day to all of you with somebody hot lying around to buy you things today.

To all the rest of us - I'm hanging out at the (in)famous Claremont Lounge here in Atlanta tonight, if anybody's interested. I figure it's the second best way to spend a V-Day. Though last year wasn't a bad plan either: rounding up all my single friends to watch Crossroads, starring Britney Spears.

[V-Adore]

A friend of mine had a birthday party last night* involving copious amounts of alcohol, so apparently at least two of my friends are starting V-Day in the Health Center. Joy!

That said, I think it'll be all right. It's honestly a little better than it could have been -- most of the conspicuously coupled people are hungover and/or still drunk and thus quiet, which is more than I'd hoped for.

* Because it was actually his birthday. Not just, you know, randomly.

[jough]

V, you forgot your footnote asteriskal remark.

I will spend the night by myself watching a film about a Japanese man who's dying of cancer.

I'd thought of going out to pick up a lonely desperate girl, but then in the morning I'd be stuck with a lonely desperate girl.  Better to just chill here.

[V-Adore]

Okay, edited. Anyway, the drunk people are apparently back up and around and loud (with responses from "oh my god I'm so sorry I'm never getting drunk EVER AGAIN" to "c'mon, that was great! Who cares if we fucked over the Muslim kids?!") but the day's not hosed yet.

Ikiru sounds like a hell of an idea.

[jough]

I didn't say I was going to be watching Ikiru.  I mean, it could be a different film about a dying Japanese man, no?

[V-Adore]

I didn't say I was going to be watching Ikiru.  I mean, it could be a different film about a dying Japanese man, no?

Point taken. I am woefully ill-versed in the "Japanese man dying of cancer" subgenre.

[Choop]

Oh, snap! The missus and I just about went to the Clermont Lounge last night! Tonight is the stay-in-and-chill-out-with-each-other night, wherein we cook king crab legs and drink champagne and watch pay-per-view and live frivolously in several ways.

We've just gotten back from a six-hour shopping spree, replete with impossible crowds, terribly-behaved children (other people's), and ridiculous parking. I can't say I'm even interested in leaving the safety and sanctity of the apartment again for another week.

[wombat]

We've just gotten back from a six-hour shopping spree, replete with impossible crowds, terribly-behaved children (other people's), and ridiculous parking. I can't say I'm even interested in leaving the safety and sanctity of the apartment again for another week.

This reminds me why I am not minding working on weekends.  I never have this experience anymore.

My spouse is away on a cross country skiing trip without me.  Isn't that wrong?  I am eating frozen fried chicken and Achewood home fries, and spending the evening sitting around on the couch by myself with the laptop computer and the laptop dog. Isn't that sad?  Except that that's what I mostly do on a Saturday night even when he's home.  The real tragedy is that I forgot to buy any Valentine's chocolate.

[andalucia]

I'm opting for alone-Valentine's, with chocolate, good pot, and Finnegans Wake.  I gave it a few months of rest, but I wanted to find the most supremely unromantic thing I could do today, and it fit the bill nicely.

[St_Zartan]

The real tragedy is that I forgot to buy any Valentine's chocolate.

This just means that you get to make the March of the Lonely down that tattered, pinkly faded Valen-aisle on February the Fifteenth, scooping up unloved heart-shaped boxes of chocolate whatevers at a deep discount.

You'll show them for leaving you all alone, goddamn it.

[St_Zartan]

...I wanted to find the most supremely unromantic thing I could do today, and it fit the bill nicely.

Your afternoon sounds positively swoony compared to these joyless fucks. Let's hear it for modern culture, folks.

or

RELIGION IS MESSED UP

[Nabubrush]

There are certain social values dear to us. What is acceptable to an American audience might not be acceptable to an Indian audience,

No, buddy, you'll find beating the shit out of people for being different is dear to many Americans as well.

[wombat]

Oh look, I just found two expensive chocolate bars in the house.  I will sit around and eat these and fantasize about someone cute from work. So there.

[AugustWest]

I'm taking the wife and kids bowling.  Isn't it romantic?

[andalucia]

I envy you.  The only bowling alley within 50 km of here just collapsed.  No more bowling.