Valentine's Day

I'd say "who gives a shit?" about Valentine's Day, but I would be lying. I do give a shit about it. As per usual, I'm spending it alone and trying not to put too much emphasis on that very fact. As a guy who likes to spoil women, it feels odd not to have anyone to buy something for today. Of course I gave out some cards to the women I'm friends with, but it's not the same. Just like a text message from Tena saying Happy Hearts Day or a paper heart made by Sydney means a lot to me, it's not what I wish I had.

Loving someone makes me feel great. But feeling like someone loves me feels a million times better. As much as I like to think I'm over her, sometimes I feel like I'm not. Days like this, when I walk into work and it looks like Cupid threw up on the place and you see delivery after delivery of roses, teddy bears and balloons, you can't help but feel desperate, lonely, jaded, disappointed or just detached from those around you who are basking in the afterglow of love.

I sound like a chick. God. What a loser...

All I'm saying is that it sucks being alone on V-Day. Everyone knows that, male or female, but some people just hide it better than others.