Valentine’s Eve

It’s Valentine’s Eve: the night before the world is covered in floral deliveries and chocolates.  I’ll be working from home, possibly my last work at home Valentine’s for the foreseeable future, so I will be spared some of the smarm.  It will still be all over Facebook, though, and it’s hard to stomach all the smoochiness.  I can be happy for others and still notice what’s missing for myself.

Maybe I have something good in the works.  I don’t want to jinx it.  It seems like I have something really, really, reallllllly good in the works…it has every sign of being something good…but I’ve been fooled before, y’know? But it seems awesome…chock full of laughter and kindness and sprinkled with a hefty dose of sarcasm.  Fun is had and my sass is met with counter sass.  Yep. #winning

My Valentine’s “date” is one of my besties, also single, because we’re too fantastic to sit at home and weep to Adele songs.  We shall go in search of rock n roll, and we will have a marvelous time.  “Gal”entine’s Day where besties laugh and raise a little hell.

Here’s a totally explicit Marilyn Manson video…over the top nasty to rid my mind of all those fluffy teddy bears and bouquets.  It’s raunchy; don’t click if you’re timid.

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