The wife received a dozen red roses (she prefers yellow, to be precise, but it's actually harder to find non-red this time of year), a card, and two lower-level Stars on Ice tickets (coming to town next week).
It's supposed to snow like a mad bastard this weekend (and she has to work tonight anyway), so we'll put off the Big Romantic Dinner For Two thing for a little while.
"...Also, living in NYC, to stop any terrorists from braking into my home I've crammed pickles in the gap between the front door and the floor - try and brake past my juicy green wall of defense." -- commenter on FARK
Ahhh Valentine's.... the fun night for those of us alone. My roomate and his gf are at dinner as we speak, and good ol' Scott Summets has no one. I figure I might see Daredevil with some friends and spend my Friday night the way I usually do, head to my Fraternity House and get really drunk. It normally is fun, but tonight I'm drinking to ease the pain. Sigh, pass me a Boba Fett towel. And to all Weiners with ladies, (or female Weiners with men) GOOD LUCK!
RIP Curt Hennig: Yeah, they call me a redneck, but you know---that's a beautiful thing!
You don't get it boy, this isn't a mudhole... it's an operating table. And I'm the surgeon. Something tells me to stop with the leg. I don't listen to it. But where in the world is there in the world A man so extroardinaire?
This is the "Last Chance" holiday for those who like commiting suicide and want to be part of the crowd, but missed Thanksgiving and Christmas. Bender:There's a suicide booth over there. Leela:Yeah but there's always a line this time of year.
I request a Krillin towel, btw.
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I don't know what all the sobbing is about. I would think that this would be the perfect evening to go out and find that special somebody. People are lonely and thinking about how great it would be to find someone so that next year they would not be wearing the same shoes.
Of course, you could be like me and have somebody that is working all night. And you decide to sit in front of the computer, drink, and visit chatrooms. OOOHHHH God! Give me the towel!
Originally posted by GrimisGoing to a local restaurant with an awesome view of the Chesapeake Bay. Of course, with the impending snow/ice storm coming we're hoping it holds off until after dinner. If not, she's swell enough to take a raincheck and get pizza tonight.
EDIT: Incidentally, I almost thought better of opening this thread as I was expecting it to be about "self-love".
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i was taking a special someone out to dinner sat night, but i think i'll wait until after we get out 18 inches of snow...
i did $2000 on my register this afternoon at work, and on a good day of business we do $1400...i think we will hit $7000-7500 for the day and that would be a 250% increase on rev...my store and the grocery store were madhouses...parking lot too...
You die...--More-- You made the Top Ten List! No Points 1 43372 Kaka-Bar-Orc-Mal-Cha died in The Dungeons of Doom on level 7 [Max 13], Killed by a troll, while helpless.
Got the wife silver jewelry and a card -- which she didn't expect.
I got a dinky card, but she made it up by buying Thai food. And I'm cool with that. Wednesday's my b-day, so she knows the guilt factor's looming.
She did hear the baby's heartbeat for the first time, so that did make up for the miss, too! :)
"We had four couples, eight questions, a refrigerator and that's it." --Chuck Barris, talking about The Newlywed Game on LIVE! With Regis and Kelly
Now this Bobba Fett towel, is it a symbol of the love/hate/extacy/pain/joyful/torment rollercoaster that is my so called "life" or is it real, cuz the only damn Star Wars towel I can find is a JarJar one.
Note: I know it is from Deans' report, I'm just trying to make a funny on this pathetic day for all of my fellow loveless Wieners. Now if you would 'cuse me, I have some Bon Jovi that needs to be listened to.
Hal: So, Dewey, I'm thinking our little Lego community needs a school. Dewey: Don't need it. Everyone's born smart. Hal: Aww, that's beautiful, son. It's a utopia. Dewey: And anyone stupid will be ground up for food. Hal: Oh. A cannibal utopia. Interesting.
This will be my third Valentine's day without the bitch. I get by just fine with my significant other... BOOZE. Booze makes everything ok with me. It doesn't sleep with my 'friends', it doesn't bitch at you when you consider other bottles to drink besides it, which I'd NEVER do cause I LOVE my BOOZE!
I had to work and she had some other plans, but I stopped by afterwards just to say hi and drop off some roses. Turns out things didn't go so hot and she was stuck home alone so I was just what the doctor ordered. She loved the flowers/sweet gesture and we just talked for 5+ hours and I think it was a night well spent.
According to The Onion, I spent the day doing StatShot #3: "Crying, crying, masturbating, crying". I wonder what percentage of single adult Americans that works out to.
Now, what really would have been depressing is if I had spent the evening in a dark room listening to "Monster Ballads". Gosh, I remember back in college when my friends and I would get drunk and sing along to that stuff. Needless to say, we were ALL single back then.
We are such losers.
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My wife worked most of the night, I picked her up in the DMC, and we went to Dennys--yes, Dennys for dinner. (I said "Where do you want to go for dinner" and that's what she said. It may have been the only place open for sitting at 11:00 though.) I bought her a cheap glass necklace of a heart which she said she wanted, and then she decided it was too big and wants to return it. I ate pancakes and we went home to watch Family Feud and the Late Late Show. ("The Late Late show is starting!")
And that was our *first* Valentines Day since being married. I fear the rest.
DMC
The instrument markings in the car from Northern Ireland are a touch heavy-handed, but the display is clear and logical, as complete as the rest of the interior. With all the expected trappings of comfort and entertainment, only the unreasonable could go away displeased with DeLorean's ergonomic success.
I believe "The Field" in San Diego is similarly equipped with the special tap, but I could be confusing it with another place. I know I had a good Guiness somewhere, but I can't remember where. The CO2 definitely makes it more bitter.