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Yet another outstandingly bleak day. I think my slow evolution into a morose potato is directly related to the fact that Valentine's Day is less than four weeks away. My mood was not improved when I burnt my thumb on the oven tonight.
I've recently been spending more time with Lisa, as she is one of the few friends that actually lives in the same area as me and is also a singleton. I think my recent increase of social life is making mum suspicious. Saturday night when I was getting ready to have dinner with Lisa, mum asked, "So, are there any boys you're interested in?" Though, on second thoughts her tone may have suggested more of bleak disappointment at my chronic spinsterhood.
Or I'm just paranoid.
You know my dream Valentine's gift? One of those chocolate hearts covered in red foil from Darrell Lea chocolates. They aren't big but they aren't bite-size. They are just sweet and lovely without being cheesy or over the top. I'd love someone to give me one of those.
My romantic dvds are going to get a work out over the next four weeks.
I've recently been spending more time with Lisa, as she is one of the few friends that actually lives in the same area as me and is also a singleton. I think my recent increase of social life is making mum suspicious. Saturday night when I was getting ready to have dinner with Lisa, mum asked, "So, are there any boys you're interested in?" Though, on second thoughts her tone may have suggested more of bleak disappointment at my chronic spinsterhood.
Or I'm just paranoid.
You know my dream Valentine's gift? One of those chocolate hearts covered in red foil from Darrell Lea chocolates. They aren't big but they aren't bite-size. They are just sweet and lovely without being cheesy or over the top. I'd love someone to give me one of those.
My romantic dvds are going to get a work out over the next four weeks.