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Last year, I spent Valentines day (and night) getting drunk with two of my best friends, Allan and Czarelle. I woke up with a nasty hangover, ready to hurl every last drop of alcohol I’d sinfully imbibed the night before. Damn that was fun.

This year, I’ll be in front of my office PC, working. And for the 25th year in a row, Valentines day would be nothing more than a meaningless Hallmark holiday. With my finances, I guess I should be thanking my lucky stars I don’t have to shell out the dough for a date. But I’m not. What I am, though, is almost bitter.

Almost.

For today, at least, I won’t let depression get the better of me, because as holidays go, this one sucks the hardest and it doesn’t really deserve the kind of emotional attachment most people associate to it. No. I can be sad another day. I can wax melancholy tomorrow, or the day after that, about lost love and impossible dreams. But not today.

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