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Feb. 14th, 2008 11:19 amSo, if you know me at all, you know I dislike valentines day -- not hatred, like thanksgiving, just mere dislike. Generally, I forget all about it except for seeing advertisements.
I definitely do not expect to receive presents.
So when last night, right before bed, pat sprung a surprise on me, I was flustered to say the least. For the most part, I don't like jewelry or chocolate or teddybears or whatever other crap people get.
But instead of any of those things, he gave me the world's most ridiculous card (for laughing at) and some packaged candy that I particularly enjoy.
I have to share parts of this card with you all. The text goes on for three pages and includes the following lines:
"We'll still hold hands when we walk side by side, and understand each other's feelings without saying a word. We'll still end each day, happy and secure in each others arms, thankful for everything we share and drift off to sleep more in love than ever."
Hi-larious. All we could do last night was cackle about that. For maybe ten full minutes.
So Pat actually managed to get me the best valentines gift I'm ever going to get: a fantabulously stupid card and some gummybears-nerds-and-creepy-mints.
I definitely do not expect to receive presents.
So when last night, right before bed, pat sprung a surprise on me, I was flustered to say the least. For the most part, I don't like jewelry or chocolate or teddybears or whatever other crap people get.
But instead of any of those things, he gave me the world's most ridiculous card (for laughing at) and some packaged candy that I particularly enjoy.
I have to share parts of this card with you all. The text goes on for three pages and includes the following lines:
"We'll still hold hands when we walk side by side, and understand each other's feelings without saying a word. We'll still end each day, happy and secure in each others arms, thankful for everything we share and drift off to sleep more in love than ever."
Hi-larious. All we could do last night was cackle about that. For maybe ten full minutes.
So Pat actually managed to get me the best valentines gift I'm ever going to get: a fantabulously stupid card and some gummybears-nerds-and-creepy-mints.