Well, thank goodness that's over with!
This year I managed to escape Valentine's Day with nothing worse than a blown transmission. A few carless days, a couple thousand dollars, and life goes back to normal.
This is much less painful than many of my other Valentine's Days. 'Tis a cursed day. I'd take Friday the 13th over Valentine's Day if I only could.
NOTHING GOOD EVER HAPPENS ON THIS DAY.
Some years I take off work and spend the day cowering under the bed. Those are the best Valentine's Days I've ever had.
“That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die.” ― H.P Lovecraft
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