Yelling at greeting cards and Strawberry Pocky
God dammit... that is all I can say....
So I was typing along and saw a link that said "Rich Text." So, being the curious cat (That is why my friends call me "Whiskers") I thought I would find out what it went to..... The page refresed, but all of my typing is gone.
Apparently, the "man" is trying to keep me down by removing my texts I had spent the last ten minutes typing... oh well.
This keyboard is gross... I wonder if they ever clean it.
So I am currently at school, waiting for my class, and since I haven't posted anything good, I thought I would do so...
I got a new cereal the other day... This isn't anything exciting until you hear what it tastes like.... It is strawberry blast shredded wheat and it tastes like......
Like...
STRAWBERRY
POCKY!!!!!!!!
Yes, it tastes like my favorite kind of Pocky! Well, not my favorite, favorite. My true favorite is the strawberry whipped Pocky, but come on, that's just splitting hairs.
So this new text mode is awesome! It is so much better than mucking around in HTML format!
So Valentine's Day is approaching and once again, I do not have a Valentine. Oh well, who wants to celebrate such a gory holiday anyway? What? You don't know? You don't know the truth that the greeting card companies don't want you to discover? Then let me tell you.
During Roman times, Christianity was opressed by the Pagan Roman Empire. St. Valentine was an early Christian priest who married people under God, instead of the many Gods that the wealthy of the Romans worshipped. So, the Ceasar caught on to what Valentine was doing, had him arrested, beaten savagely, and left to die on a cross... In a way, St. Valentine was a martyr for Christian marriage. I think his birthday was on Feburary 14th... or something like that.
This is what I have heard and if I'm wrong, then I'm wrong.
Then, in the early 20th century, the greeting card companies were not satisfied that card sales was down in the time between Easter and Chirstmas, so they dug up the name Valentine; plastered a Hell of a lot of hearts, naked children with wings (seems a little wrong there), and things of that nature; and made themselves a fake holiday. I mean, everyone buys cards to give to their sweethearts and loved ones on this day, they hit jackpot. But then, after Easter, the sales once again plummeted; so being the greedy fucks that they were, they made more and more holidays. It started with the parental days, then it spiraled out of control.
I mean, it seems now like every fucking day of the week, you have to buy a card for someone.
Soon, the greeting card companies became a giant monster that nearly destroyed life as we know it. Their reign of terror came to an end when eCards and e-mail became the norm in the mid nineties. The monster had been defeated.
But its memory lives on. We still have to celebrate the meaningless holidays... I mean yeah, people deserve respect, but I don't see a Danitor Holiday... okay from now on, December 18th shall be known as Danitor Appreciation Day. And I will not celebrate it by sending cards, but rather be festive by lighting things on fire and watching anime. Yes, that shall be a good holiday.