Tomorrow is February 14th, and you know what that means. It’s that most heinous of “holidays”. That evil little day that drives us lonely, frustrated single people into the forgotten trash bin of outsiderdom. That cruel, callous little day that mocks us, taunts us, and forces us, in some sick mind game, to confront head-on the crushing lack of companionship and intimacy in our lives, even more than we do on “normal” days. This is segregation of the highest order! So to the powers who invented Valentine’s Day, I’d like to express my sincere thanks for this shitty, exclusionary, hurtful, discriminatory day :holds up middle finger:
Well, that was pleasant, right? 😆 Gee I’m sorry. I look like an awful, cranky bitch. But you’d be cranky too if you . . . oh, never mind. I think what’s most frustrating to me this year is that I do hold Valentine’s-like feelings for someone. But of course, he’s taken, and isn’t that just my luck? Yep, sounds right. Oh but the fun he and I could have if we . . . oooh . . . ok, time to shut up.
Before I sink too far into a pit of cynicism and bitterness, I’ll prove to you all that I do believe in love . . . very much so, in fact. I think you all know that. But just to be sure, so there’s no misunderstandings, I’m presenting a sweet, wonderful scene from what is the all time greatest film adaptation of Shakespeare’s “Romeo and Juliet”. This 1968 movie stars two incredible young actors; Leonard Whiting and Olivia Hussey (real teenagers, as it should be). The lovesick look on Romeo’s face is priceless, and Juliet is thoroughly adorable. Enjoy, and Happy Valentine’s Day 😉