L-O-V-E, or Lenny Ostensible Varies Enumerably

Today was Valentine's Day, which is a holiday that sparks either insane overwrought happiness, panicked stressful confusion, or dejected lonely bitterness. I like a holiday that appeals to everyone.

Given the activity of my love life (last time I went on a real date people were talking about starting a civil war) it is natural for everyone to assume that I would be lonely and bitter. There were also a lot of people who assumed that I had some fancy but low-key date arranged, which is actually far less offensive but far more depressing than people assuming I'd be alone and sad all night.

Neither proved to be true, because in deference to the winter holidays I actually like Valentine's day. I think it's cute, and it's no more unfair to people who aren't in love than Thanksgiving is to people who don't have families but it's a lot more personal so people take it badly. Also there's a lot of people who say you don't need to be told when to tell someone you love them but to be honest people are busy and sometimes we neglect things or people and it's nice to have a day where you remind people.

I guess what I'm saying is that as someone who has never had a date on Valentine's day (I came within two weeks last year, it should be noted) I don't really find it particularly depressing. I have a few stock movies I usually watch, a list from which I pick two based on what I feel like watching. As someone who considers moping a hobby, I like to do it in a structured and deliberate way, while not actually being at all sad.

You know, I think this is the kind of entry that's entirely uninteresting to anyone. People like to read about hot successful Valentine's Days, they like to hear about horrible disasterous Valentine's Days, and they like to hear about how much single people hate Valentine's Day (although only so they can think about how no one likes a complainer and that you should stop trying to ruin everyone's fun). I fall somewhere completely in the middle and that's horribly boring, don't you think?

If you would like to know how I spent my Valentine's Day: I worked in the morning, went to the mall with visiting friends and bought some jeans, went back to work, hung out with friends again and watched The Office for a few hours and came home to write a blog entry. It is a departure from my normal tradition but all in all it was a nice although uneventful day, and certainly better than my usual weekends where no one is home and I'm exclusively miserable rather than only in short bursts.

I guess what I'm saying is that I really, really like Twix PB.