stabby heart day

Happy stabby heart day! For those of you with an anti-valentines streak in you (oh come on, it's all a sham, baby!) check this out, it's the funniest thing I've seen in a while. Oh man, my favourite is the one where you're going to die surrounded by the tang of cat wee. Oh, I laughed so hard, so, so hard. The turn of the phrase 'tang of cat wee' just needs to be on a shirt or something.

Another awesome site to check out is www.pamie.com. She has annual VD poetry and it's always wicked funny. Check out the archives, they are as sweet as your hunny. Or, your laughter as you read the above. Or, for those lucky few, both.

I think I will be celebrating this arbitrary holiday with a bottle of gifted homemade wine and 3.5 hours of King Kong at the Mayfair, and, of course, with R. Like I told my family, free is the new romantic. I am happy that we both share the same values in terms of gift giving and holidays i.e. no cards if they aren't hand made, and no gifts if we can't freaking afford them. Mind you, I guess we could count the thousands we are spending on the upcoming trip as a pretty sweet christmas/VD/'just-picked-this-up-for-you-to-show-you-i-care' gift. Whatev, man. Whatev.

I'm just in it for the discount cinnamon hearts later on. They will fill the void that my aged-to-perfection mini candycanes will leave when I am through my stash.

So, with all the non-cynical love in my cupid stabby-ed heart, Happy Tuesday *heart*