B.Y.O.V.

It's hard not to get angry on Valentine's Day. Even if you are happily single, there can be something very condescending about the way couples spend the entirety of February 14th broadcasting to the world how much they adore each other and how fucking awesome it is. I'm sure it is not the majority's intention to make the rest of us feel like crap...they're just trying to show their special someone that they REALLY LOVE THEM...but they can also do a lot of indirect damage in the process.

Token softcore porn Valentine. Because.

Then, of course, when you work in an environment like mine and you have to be the person who sells these people their cutesy little prezzies for their shnookums, this irritation is amplified about ten times and lasts you a whole week at least. If you wander into any sex toy or lingerie shop today, you will most definitely notice the dead look in our eyes and our deteriorating brain matter.

At this point, it's just another holiday that doesn't have anything to do with me, like Hannukah or Cinco de Mayo. I respect other people's celebration of it, but I really have no clue what's going on. But rather than sulk about it or drink heavily, as many are wont to do, I want to spend my limited spare time today appreciating all of the non-romantic love that has come my way over the last year. There has been a definitive spike in the amount of love and positive energy in my life since our last V-Day, and I am not about to shake a finger at it.

I'm also going to take the time to give myself some extra love today...as you should too. Get yourself a little something to brighten up your day. Just because you don't have someone to dump chocolates on you or buy you some hideous and overpriced piece of jewelry, that's no reason not to feel good on a holiday. Be your own Valentine! And who knows, you might be the best one you've ever had!