In honouring the worst day of the goddamned year, let me just say that this coming Saturday pisses me off simply because it exists.
If you can't tell people how much they matter to you *every single day*, you don't deserve to have friends.
Stick *that* in your craw and choke on it.
If you can't tell people how much they matter to you *every single day*, you don't deserve to have friends.
Stick *that* in your craw and choke on it.
Labels: piss in your eye
6 Comments:
Um...I love you? (((hugs)))
HA! Awesome captcha! Mine was "whine" for this comment.
I have never had a mid-February, in the same way that I have never had an anniversary.
Melistress - thanks.
Cori - you're not missing anything. In fact, I'm a little jealous.
It would have been nice to have been thought of. But then, that goes for pretty much every day of my erstwhile marriage, and not just the hallmark ones.
Yes, wouldn't it be nice if none of us ever needed any commemorative days to recognize anything. No one would need Remembrance day, Xmas, Easter, family day, anniversaries, birthdays or any holiday or designated date on the calender to stop running around and think of someone else or something else. Yes, let's make every day "special". Barf. Some people like valentine's day and maybe it's the only time they get any notice by someone else. That may be pathetic to you, but how does it really affect you? If one person has a slightly better day because someone else gave them something on a designated day, why get your knickers in a knot about it?
Plus the 15th brings discount chocolate and candy.
Get some perspective, crankypuss!
Hearts and flowers and snuggles and smoochy-woochies!
From,
Road Rage
RR: Thank you.
You made my day.
I love you, mang.
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