Because I'm a sentimental sap, I looked up all the posts on the old blog on or near February 14th. And what I've seen is that since 2005 I've been writing about the, uh, holiday, with varying (increasing?) degrees of disgust/depression, finally culminating in last year where I didn't write a single post the entire month of February. But as with the devil, just because you don't believe in Valentine's Day don't mean it doesn't exist. So I must write on it again. Ok, not must but there's really little else going on anyway.
I've actually only sent/gave flowers in February twice; once was a scam which was the subject of the 2005 post, the other was anonymously where I only admitted to be the sender like a year later. Those happened two years in succession I think, which means I haven't done it since. I don't even know if I can still pull something like that off. That either means that I've gotten smarter...or less brave.
Now, serenades is something I get behind on. I was, however, the one sung to last Friday, which I will file under "office prank" unless someone convinces me otherwise. (Side A's "Forevermore"? Really?)
In other news, spent last week with the Wommies and for some reason wound up with "25 Minutes" as my signature videoke song (another song that would make a lousy serenade). I also wound up with a couple of bruises from slipping down stairs, which explains the lack of pictures.
Went to the UP Fair for the first time ever (I think -- I may have been there before but probably passed out on the back seat of a car). On Thursday there was barely anyone there despite the great band lineup (Urbandub, Pupil, Radioactive Sago Project). The second night was a bit more exciting; they had to stop the show since the emo kids broke down one of the walls. I can't imagine why they'd pull a stunt like that. Unless Side A was playing.
at some point, it's all plan B