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Thursday, February 14, 2008

I hate Valentines Day

Why do I hope? Every year, I hope THIS year will be different, and MAYBE he'll do something new or romantic or *gasp* both.

Nope. Same flowers. Same no going out for dinner. Same no gift. New bottle of wine (can't drink it... I thought I had made myself clear how strict I'm being with my diet this week. Grrrr).

Gawd. Lucky he's cute.


Jo-Dee-Will-Succeed said...

This moment brought to you by: I'm such a bitch.

sesame said...

If you are disappointed, you just are, whether you should be or not is often another matter ;-)

It's certainly not a special occasion that I look forward to either.

I caught myself in a reflection of disappointment this morning too, followed by my old slogan "expectations are pre-meditated resentments", so I decided to shake it off and move on.

I'm hearin' ya sista!