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.
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.
Re:
Date: 2004-02-04 03:42 pm (UTC)Brrrrrrrrrrr....
Re: massacree
Date: 2004-02-04 05:46 pm (UTC)Sorry. Long day.
Re:
Date: 2004-02-04 06:42 pm (UTC)That's doable....
(And once again, we're hijacking BK's journal -- another ValDay tradition! I started to abbreviate that VD, then stopped and thought about it. :P)