February 1st…I’m going to post about my hatred of Valentine’s Day early before people accuse me of being some sort of angry divorcee feminist.
I have a boyfriend, he’s actually a pretty good one. He makes me tea on Saturday mornings and buys treats for my dog. He introduces me to really cool movies and agrees to watch Amanda Bynes ones with me. He brings me low-calorie Gatorade after a night of too much drinking. Basically he’s nice to me and does thoughtful things all year round. I think he’s exempted from having to do anything for me on Valentine’s Day.
People should do nice things for their significant other everyday, not just on the one day of the year a bouquet of shitty looking carnations cost $45.00. If I end up going out on February 14th, it will be to get rip-roaring drunk and act like a jerk in public.
Duckula!!!