At this present time, two dozen red roses are sitting on my sweetheart’s doorstep, slowly dying, because she had to suddenly fly out of town last Friday and the delivery people said they could not cancel it when I called first thing Monday morning.
If I hear one more person call it Valentime’s Day I’m going to pop.
Actually it’s only one person I’ve heard call it this, but if I hear that person call it that one more time…
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
Also a Feb 7th birthday
The problem is that Valentine’s Day is a terrible day to go out to dinner. Most restaurants are packed and the service and food suffers. RogueGF and I go out to dinner all the time, but tonight won’t be one of those times.
I’ve noticed that there really isn’t much fire in any of these pittings. Pity. It seems like everyone not enjoying it is approaching it with resignation more than anything else. Sigh.
Restore Lupercalia! 
I’ve had pretty good luck in that regard. But then, we’re going out to a nice place downtown, where I know I can count on them to staff up appropriately. It’s a place that doesn’t feel too crowded even when all the tables are full. Still, I know what you mean. If you’re not going high-end, it can be a dicey night to go out.
To be as bad as Xmas, we’d have to call it VDay. To be worse, it’d be shortened to just VD.
I’m glad I’m single again this year, so as to not have a repeat of last year.
Why thank you! Happy birthday to you as well.
[sub]Strangely enough, the only other Feb. 7th birthday person I’ve known is the guy I lost my virginity to. And I didn’t find out until later. Weird.[/sub]
I’m another February 7th birthday. And I don’t think I have met nashiitashii at any stage of my life.
Wow! So much more angst from the SMDB community last year. Maybe we’ll get more of that tomorrow or maybe I just posted this in the wrong forum? Btw, Lord Ashtar, I think you should have went and had Chinese after you dropped her off. 
Oh yeah, I almost forgot.
Happy birthday, Teller!
I have no idea when Eric Mumpower’s birthday is.
You want angst?
Valentine’s Day: a reason for self-absorbed women (with the kind of looks men go for) to piss and moan if they don’t get to take-take-take without giving in return, whilst the women with no self-esteem curse the holiday’s existence and wax indifference about receiving anything special from anyone. You can have a cute girlfriend where it’s gimme-gimme-gimme or you can have a less sizzling girlfriend who will be happy with table scraps of affection. I don’t find the latter to be particularly exciting because they have a similarly indifferent approach to other things in life and, in general, show more passion towards events and opportunities which afford them the chance to be emotionally introverted recluses.
Am I generalizing a bit? Yeah, but it’s mostly one extreme or the other, and basically a no-win scenario for all single men regardless of the type of woman they’re with. Where are the attractive, confident women who’ll give something in return besides some special attention in the bedroom? I maintain that no such animal exists. Sorry ladies, but until men get a similarly over-commercialized day dedicated to them (Steak & Blowjob Day sounds like a great idea, DoctorJ), then I say fuck Valentine’s Day and all the women who expect something out of it.
Yeah, and I don’t mean for this to come across quite the way it sounds, but fuck the married couples who chime in on “not doing anything special” as well. Really, I’m happy that you’re happy that you’re under no obligation to waste money on one another to prove your mutual love and it’s a wonderful state of affairs to be in. Such a surprise since, y’know, you’re married and all. It’s not a shock to anyone that Valentine’s Day is as significant to those engaged in holy matrimony as Labor Day is for the unemployed. No hatred against married people at all, but seriously, gimme a break. You have so many other opportunities throughout the year to show your undying love for one another, so why is your opinion of Feb. 14th at all important, particularly if you take it for granted and/or don’t do anything special for it? It’s not really your day to worry about. It’s a day for flower/candy/card companies to fatten their bottom lines, single people to question their sanity, and people in “relationships” to nurture their increasingly complicated dysfunctions with one another even further.
Well, as I pretty much agree with what you said in general (see my personal rant earlier), we are on the same page until you said this. I have always given for Valentine’s Day. Donno, I like giving people things. Not to toot my own horn, but I do think I am pretty darned attractive (heck, I have 20-somethings hitting on me pretty regularly – I am 35) and pretty confident. Granted this year, I could only get my husband a card and some naughty pictures of me, but that’s because he is 200 miles away. I tend to be pretty indifferent to most of these “gimme gimme gimme” days, even at Xmas, I tend to give more than I get. I am very hard to shop for and I know it, so it’s easier to be indifferent than pissy because someone bought me a yellow(because I look so amazing in yellow) anything, when I really loathe the colour. Bah…but I feel ya elsewise. Oh, and yeh, we do normally celebrate March 14th (I get the steak, he gets the BJ) – probably won’t this year, since we will be driving to Disney that day!
That’s cool, Litoris … you’re in the minority, though. Most any woman I know (or have known) won’t invest diddly squat in their relationships because it’s a one way street. They’re thrilled when they find a guy who they can take advantage of and/or doesn’t call them on their double-standard bullshit because he’s afraid of the consequences.
I liked your post and would’ve chimed in to agree with it, but I thought this was all about unbridled angst. 
I’ve kidnapped them all and I’m keeping them in my basement until Valentine’s day is over.
You might be a nice guy, but this rant makes you sound like a bit of a tool. Women who avoid VDay celebrations are not all insecure little mice and hot women aren’t all greedy and manipulative bitches. These types of people obvoiusly exist, but attractive, confident women who are giving and kind exist as well. Sorry to hear you haven’t met one, but they’re out there. Have you thought that maybe you’re just attracted to the crazy ones? 
Me, too. And me, neither.
My mom used to make this great heart-shaped cake (Betty Crocker Cherry Chip cake mix) all decorated in pink icing, maraschino cherries, and ballerinas. Sounds vile but it was divine. I also got chocolates. And then we got more chocolates on VDay.
Me, I think it’s mean-spirited to pit a day which is an Offical Chocolate Gift Day! I don’t want or need presents - just some chockies do me fine 
(Forgot to add - everybody gave everybody chocolates on VDay - me to my mum and she to me, me to my friends and they to me, etc. Wheee!)
How odd that there are so many Feb 7 birthdays. I have only known one other person with the same birthday. She was basically a waste of oxygen, but it was even odder that we also shared the same first name (different spellings, and not a very common name).
I **hate hate hate hate hate ** strawberry cakes, simply because my mother insisted that I should always have one (I guess seasonal?) and any pink cake sends me into a tiny fit of rage.
Jakeline, I won’t deny it, I probably am a bit of a tool … but I despise the double standard that I see in most relationships, or whatever passes for relationships amongst my peers. A lot of guys I know walk around like emasculated puppies when the woman is around, only to completely change when they’re not around. This is nothing unusual, but I will do no such thing, and that seems to make me a bigger dickhead to women than their two-faced boyfriends. I don’t blame the guys though, I blame the women for making them two-faced.
I don’t deny being attracted to the crazy ones, either. That’s undoubtedly the root of my frustration, but so far as my “lumping all women into greedy bitch and little mouse categories”, it’s just as easy to lump men into the same categories (obnoxious jerk and timid doormat), but I quote myself in the first post:
I mean really, how can anyone rant effectively without the use of abstract stereotypes?