All possible plans got wrecked by getting sick last week, namely leaving little treats and cards for my co-workers. Jennifer isn’t keen on flowers or anything syrupy and preferred to enjoy a nice Mardi Gras dinner when it’s not so crowded. My other peeve was trying to find valentines not manufactured in China. They charge enough such “tiny” papers. I think I need to start making them now or tomorrow, when all the good stuff is on clearance.
The part that’s a pisser, the horniest and snackiest days of the year coincide with Ash Wednesday, one of the dumbest religious boondoggles ever. I think I lucked out on these two events never lining up when it mattered, when I was in grade school! Imagine, looking forward to all the goodies and then being denied because of an arbitrary rule made up by people who don’t know shit about sex too. I could never wait to wipe the stupid ashes off my forehead. What an asinine display of so-called faith. I get it, I get it, you’re Catholic and you buy into this crap. Now you’re acting like a pushy Protestant!
Next year will be better, I promise!