Vday

I've been pondering over Valentine's day. I read somewhere recently that there are two types of thinking concerning Valentine's day. There are the angry people who do not have a lover, those that say they do not care about the holiday and its materialistic ways. Then there are those who have a lover, those who love, love, love the holiday. I'd like to think there are some who are simply in the middle of those two groups. I'd also like to say that I am personally in none of the groups. I find it to be a silly holiday. I don't mind it if others enjoy it. I've thoroughly enjoyed it in the past, but now I realize that it is really just another day. It is about money.

I really don't give a shit about flowers. I do care about chocolate, but it certainly doesn't need to be in a heart-shaped box. In fact, I can only think of Nirvana when I see a heart-shaped box, so that totally skews the meaning of the gesture, doesn't it? I've said in the past (to boyfriends) that if you want to buy me something then buy me something that lasts, a CD or even better, a book. But, really what is the point? It seems forced. A gift should be given because of a desire to give, not because the calendar tells you give it.

All that being said.. I find these slightly jaded, and incredibly humorous stories to be a completely appropriate way to begin this weekend. Whatever you do, don't send me a white rose "gift" via Facebook. Thanks.

XOTC,

Lauren