I'll just throw this out there - I don't like Valentine's Day.

Some of my friends have lovingly (and not so lovingly) adopted the day as "Single's Awareness Day", or S.A.D.

If you are in a good relationship - more power to you.

If you are single or in a bad relationship, then the mere mention of Valentine's Day or roses or love or Cupid makes you want to punch your grandmother right in the face.

In the FACE!

(Not because she is in any way related to St. Valentine or has anything to do with Valentine's Day mind you, it is merely the level of anger > level of not wanting to punch people, let alone people close to you).

...Anyway....

I try my damndest to avoid going outside on Valentine's Day, because the saccharine sweet lovey-dovey sugar-coated romance hangs in the air so thickly you can choke on it.

Your self-esteem is at gunpoint on Valentine's Day, and deciding to go out to a nice restaurant by yourself on that night is equivalent to you pulling the trigger.

So to sum up = Valentine's Day + Single = OH GOD IT BURNS

Now, to the present -

I went skateboarding today, which subsequently kicked my ass. I kicked the hell outta myself with a torn-up right arm, and a bruised hip.

Bruised hip = difficult to stand, let alone walk.

Bad luck you say? Unfortunate fate you say?

My friend 'Da Dokta" (he's a doctor, and that's what I call him) recommends that I lay down for a while and let it heal.

In fact, he recommended that I keep weight off of it all day tomorrow. Hmm.

Not only has skateboarding granted me an outlet into a (quasi-sadistic) pasttime, but it has also given me a grand excuse to not participate in Valentine's Day!

I can't walk! Hooray!

(And in retrospect, how many times have you ever heard someone say (or type) "I can't walk! Hooray!"?)

I love skateboarding so much.

Now, to eat candy, watch an action flick, and let my hip re-align.

Here's to Valentine's Day. Cheers.

thats classic

Cheers

I'm jealous...