Happy Valentine's Day

Here's my Valentine's Day post.

As has been well-reported (most fully in my A&E Biography), I am not a fan of falsely created 'holidays'.  Today the interwebs is full of "I'm Single and Valentine's Makes Me Sad"; "Men Don't Like Valentine's Because Boo - Pressure to be a Nice Guy to Your Girl One Day a Year is Sucky" and WHhAAAa.

Whatevs, Bite Me. 

Two points:

One, Yes I think this manufactured holiday is bullshit, but not for the reasons you may think.  Cheers to you if have a Special Someone to be Sweet to.  Yay you!  But this day reminds me to be good to the folks you love, as often as you can.

For example my friend Burns has done so much for me - lending testosterone to chores around the house that I cannot physically do.  Offered to help on really big things that put my mind at ease when I moved to DC.  Most importantly, he listened to my sobbing over a heartbreak - for fucking months! -  and hugged me while doing it.

This is someone I hope I show, as often as possible, how much I appreciate him.  Burns is only one example of the awesome people in my world. 

My best friend Marie is another - she was RIGHT THERE during the worst of my depression this last time.  The woman has kids, yet she did not hesitate.  Actually never has - after my sexual assault, and then the mugging in LA, the girl flew down from Seattle to hold my hand.

That, My Friends, is Love.

Second... Wait.  I don't remember my second point.  Damn you, crappy memory!

Point being, be good to the folks who are good to you, every day, even if you are not boning them.

The OKCupid post to come.

Happy Valentine's Day!

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So many things to write about, too indifferent to put the time in at the moment.  But doing okay all things considered.

First I worked on a post titled "$421.45", the amount I hear every month as the pharmacy rings up my anti-depressants.  I also get to hear, "Don't you have insurance?," followed by, "Are you sure you want the whole prescription?"

TELL ME ABOUT IT, PHARMACIST CHICK.

I do better with my meds in the summer because I do not have to choose between my life-saving pharms and my heating bill.

You scoff (O yes, I hear it) but cold is not something I do.  I grew up in TEXAS, People.

Next I toyed with recent developments in my personal life (HAHAHHAHHAHAHHAHHAa).  Too short of a post worth attempting.

So the next post will be about OKCupid.  For funzies I reopened my profile a coupla weeks ago.  In Good News, lots of folks have checked my profile and I'm getting a surprising amount of emails.  In Other News, GOOD GRIEF.

It will be amusing, dispiriting, and confirm why I'm changing the name of my vagina to The Chamber of Eternal Emptiness.

Peace Out.