Bleh

Dai kirai Valentine's Day!

For those who do not know Japanese, it means, I HATE THE STUPID DAY!

You know, even when I did have a boyfriend, it sucked. I think they should just get rid of it altogether and tack on an extra day to Christmas. Hey, I think it's time Boxing Day gets the recognition in the US that it deserves!

My views will probably change if I ever get with someone I actually like romantically (which is what happened six years ago) and don't have my present eaten and smashed by a 2-year-old, leaving me highly embarassed (which happened last year.)

Who knows, maybe I'll finally meet a decent guy. Who knows? WHO KNOWS?? MOU!!!!!

This weekend could have been better. Not only did I suffer through the Hell of all Hellish Holidays, I found out I gained ten pounds and learned something about my parents' divorce that...well...really got me down until today. But, I'm cheerful again. I'm always cheerful!

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go roast these cheap Valentine's goodies from Wal Mart in the oven.

And one more thing...

I forgot to mention the Valentine's Day when I got some flowers from a secret admirer, who turned out to be this 30-somthing year old weird guy that lives in the apartment above Celeste. Gah!