02-14-2005
Loathsome Day
Since I started this thing, I’ve been looking forward to doing an anti-Valentine’s day post. Turns out today was a very bad day in it’s own right, so part of this post will deal with that.
Highlights:
Rain rain and more rain, I got soaked MULTIPLE times after drying off, I hate rain
Only getting 4 hours sleep (by liberal estimate)
absentmindedly driving my chair off a giant step and flying out of it
driving myself into a mud pit and getting stuck 30 seconds later
sitting next to assholes eating lunch who were so disrespectful of women, I wanted to kick there asses. Bastards!
Missing a very important phone call and being unable to return it.
And it’s VALENTINE’S DAY!
oh how I loathe this day, which I swear is dedicated waving want every unhappy person wants in front of them. People in relationships don’t need this day, they’re already happy. So please do not rub our faces in it. God, I hate being in love, you’d think I’d learn not to do it.
Leland says it best. Since no one will bother to read it, I’ll reproduce part of my comment here:
“Of course love is pain. But, unfortunately, for you, me, and lots of other people out there, Love is also Addiction. So unless somebody comes up with a Cupidital Methadone, we’re stuck with it. The upshot is eventually we either get to fulfill the addiction or die. Either way, we just need to deal and move on.”
And no, my frustration is not merely sexual, it’s more of a hole in the soul sort of issue. Ah well, at least I’m used to it. For now, I can take solace in the fact that I’m not alone in my misery.
Happy Dead Flower Day to TC!
may love save us all (or at least kill us quickly).
-CI
