gaaaah. It's getting close to that time, isn't it?

[bktheirregular]

Spam in the in-box is touting St. Valentine's day. I'm too deeply buried in other things to even *think* about it - and it's been yet another long year since I've had any contact that had any meaning for that holiday - but...

I'm not even gonna turn on the television. And I'm hoping that Times Square doesn't get the hint.

Word of warning: if anybody asks me what I'm getting my beloved for Valentine's Day, I will carve out some vital organs. With my car keys.

okay, I'm grouchy. From now until Saturday next, I claim that right.