And it brings home the point that I've been trying to make which is that people are full of shit when it comes to romance. For one day of the year, men act like they appreciate the women they're with. And the women act as if they appreciate the gestures. Either that, or they really do appreciate it because it doesn't happen any other time of the year. Whereas I, a hopeless romantic, get treated with mistrust or COMPLETE unappreciation. Or flat-out ignored. Utter bullshit.
All I have to say is, thank Cthulhu for friends and I need a drink.
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