Well, I’m not a gay man (or a gay woman, for that matter), and I happen to agree with you Sol, and will even go a step further and say that he’s a most attractive man. Overweight or not (hell - who the fuck isn’t?!)
Johnny - take it from another person who has been alone on more Valentine’s days (and birthdays and Christmases, etc) than not … shit, now I forgot what I was going to say and am now depressed myself .
Seriously - don’t sweat V-day. It’s only as big of a deal as you make it out to be. Instead of focusing on what you don’t have, think about the things in your life that you do have. For me, it’s my Tater-tot (cat), a couple close friends, and a couple close family members.
I realised recently that I’m in the same boat - alone and likely to stay that way. I could have done two things: mope and be depressed, or work on making my life as fulfilled as possible. I’m rapidly doing what I can to pay off my debt so I can travel next year (would like to go to Alaska). I’ve asked a friend to go with, but if that doesn’t work, then by damn, I’ll go alone. And I’ll have a good time. I’m thinking about buying a condo or townhouse when my lease is up. For so long I’ve not wanted to put down any real roots, thinking “What if”. Well, it’s time to wake up and realise that there is no “What if”, my life isn’t a romance novel or fairy tale, but it’s still pretty damn good.
I had a point, but as usual started rambling. Sorry to piss on your thread, Johnny.
Heh, I like you - I wouldn’t sing around you, promise!!
Rain yes, cold, not so much. My blood has thinned living here in Phoenix. But I do miss being around water (as I discovered within 2 minutes of walking the Gulf shore on Saturday). Do you like oppressive heat and … um… brown things?
I was thinking cruise, so it would depend on where it departs and where you are from there. And that sounds like fun, as long as I don’t have to actually eat the crabs after.
Oh, sweetie. I’m very sorry. I don’t know what to say, but I do understand - I lost my mother almost 5 years ago. If you, or your mom, or your sister needs anything, let me know. Don’t forget I’m local to your mom, at least, and more than willing to do what I can to help.
I could have written this a year ago. I swear I’m cursed when it comes to Valentine’s Day and the one I spent in the hospital dealing with clinical depression wasn’t the worst Valentine’s Day I’ve had!
To give you an example of how my luck usually runs, I lamented about this to an old friend who was definitely out as a romantic prospect a few years ago (he was married). To get me out of my Valentine’s Day funk, he offered to take me to dinner. Well, we had another friend in common who didn’t have many other friends, so I suggested we ask her along. We wound up going to an overcrowded restaurant I didn’t like where I heard her talk incessantly about her boyfriend. To make matters worse, I hate crowds and the relationship didn’t seem like all that good a one, despite how wonderful he said she was. Add yet another Valentine’s Day disaster to the score.
Last year was a bit different and a bit better. In addition to pulling off a professional coup, a single gentleman I know took me to the Science Center (bad idea – overcrowded for my taste) and to dinner. We’re still seeing each other.
Johnny L.A., my lad, **Scotticher ** and I and a whole bunch of ladies of the SDMB are still willing to fight over you, and I think this girl of yours is a fool, although I can understand her fears. From all I’ve read, you’re a man who’s well worth knowing and loving.
ACBG (That’s A Certain Burly Gentleman, my board name for the latest squeeze. Remember that. Keeping up with the minutiae of my life is all important after all) and I have agreed to no flowers, no candy, no gifts, no planning and going out for a special dinner for Valentine’s. Instead, we’ll grill steaks and spend time together in the hot tub, which is a not real unusual thing for us to do anyways. I will have chocolate covered strawberries cause I’ll be able to find good strawberries then and well, ya gotta love chocolate covered strawberries.
Then, the day after Valentine’s Day we intend to buy up all the leftover chocolate we can. Now that’s something to celebrate!
Know what I hate about V-day? I forget the damned thing every year-don’t ask me how I miss it when it’s in my face for a month prior, but I do. And you know what? My mean woman chooses to remember the V-day that I miss instead of the other what…200? days a year I do her a random act of lovingkindness! Like not leaving her alone in Denver in the dead of winter when she desperately deserves it!
Yeah, this is gonna be an interesting year. All together now:
Hell, I’m married and I hate Valentine’s Day. I figure if my husband wants to do something nice for me, he can do it on a day that doesn’t jack up the price of flowers 150%. I’ve only ever had anyone to celebrate V-Day with for three years, and somehow - just doesn’t seem to make a whole hell of a lot of difference. It’s a stupid holiday.
We’ll probably do the same thing we always do at night - have dinner, talk, then he’ll fall asleep watching TV and I’ll either play the Sims or surf the Dope.
Soooooo…how old are ya? Where do you live? How YOU doin?
Seriously, you sound like me regarding relationships. I think some of us just have the worst luck in the world. I’ve always considered myself “lucky at cards (money/jobs) unlucky at love”. And I HATE Valentine’s Day.
Nice hallmark and all your ilk, just RUB it IN that we’re alone, dateless, lonely, and unlikely to hook up within two weeks.
When it comes to that, screw you for putting the pressure on everyone to “get something romantic” for their sweethearts too, seeing all the other girls get flowers when we don’t even get a box of candy hearts sucks even worse.
"Course, my favorite Valentine’s gift of all was a 9 pound “fixing and repairing computers” book I got from my then boyfriend, so I’m not exactly the typical “chocolates and flowers” girl anyway.
Siiiiiggggggghhhh…this time of the year just SUCKS!!! Can’t wait til St. Paddy’s, no pressure, just fun.
You live in AK? Juneau? Dutch? Ketchikan? (I’m guessing, from the rain and dungeness comment), I’ve been to all of those but Ketchikan on site investigations.
Birch Bay, WA. Technically part of Blaine, just at the Canadian border. How you doin’? Wanna come down and teach me how to fix my computer? (Notice I didn’t say, ‘Wanna come fix my hard drive?’ I’d never put anything like that in a thread. Nope.)
I’d like Valentine’s Day if I actually got the see my fiance, instead of having to watch other happy couples. And while I’m at it, it would also be nice to be able to see him on my god damn birthday!
FUCK LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIPS! I mean… erm… Valentine’s Day.
Watch out for Johnny, CanvasShoes, he caught crabs a few months ago…and it sounds like he’s not quite over something else he was about to catch back then as well.
Beware–he may offer to give you a long wet ride on his little rubber thingy!
Johnny L.A. I forgot where you lived. The weather up there this time of year truly sucks for the lonely–it’s hard to find a day to get out of the house. But the Tulip festival is right around the corner!
I can top that one. My ex-husband once bought me a dust pan for Valentines Day. He got pissed off when I wasn’t properly grateful. After all, it was a good metal dust pan, not some cheap plastic thing.
Then again, I’m distinctly unqualified to offer comfort to Johnny or anyone else who yearns for a relationship. Mine was so hideous I still revel, wallow, luxuriate in finally being free of it. That old saw about finding love when you aren’t looking for it scares me to death. Not if I see it first and have time to duck and run like hell in the opposite direction.
Commiseration to Johnny, though. Your former gfs aren’t the measure of you. Their loss.
I don’t know what to say, but I do understand - I lost my mother almost 5 years ago. If you, or your mom, or your sister needs anything, let me know. Don’t forget I’m local to your mom, at least, and more than willing to do what I can to help.