No, no, no. Spiffy isn't suffering from a case of the oozy bits. Like all other single chicks out there, I'm embarking on another Valentine's Day sans Valentine. (insert sniffle).
I don't really buy into the VD hype. Nah, love is peachy, but I don't think that a $5 bouquet of ditch weed from QT, a heart-shaped box of calories, and a cheesy card with hugging bears or something equally as stupid on the front is required to represent said love...at least not ONLY on February 14th!
Who am I kidding?! I love that shit! Cheese it up! Profess your love using nothing but the sayings on candy hearts. Oh, and you know what I really love? Scavenger hunts! No shit! Lead me around with cryptic little bedazzled love notes that you wrote in puffy paint until I finally find my gift...what's the gift you ask? Why its that one thing that I've been talking about and since you listen to me, you remembered and got it for me. Ahh...Valentine's Day...fuck it.
Let's be honest, fellow single gals - it's February 2nd. It's highly unlikely we'll find a "Valentine" to torture in 12 days, and that's OK. I say we create our own single girl "Secret Valentine"! We'll pick names and fake romance the SHIT out of each other! Who's with me?! (chirp, chirp).
Fingers crossed that Spiffy finds a luva sometime this year. Just in case I find one in the next 12 days - I like dark chocolate, daisies, red wine, and oral sex. :)
Happy Valentine's Day!
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