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.

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[bktheirregular]

I figure NAABS is one of those organizations that lies dormant until needed. As long as there's people whose reaction to That Day tend to the homicidal instead of the romantic, there will always be a NAABS...