So I dreamed all of my exes and excrushes had an "ex of kelly meeting". With the oddest of pairings..
Ian talking about literature and anime with English B.
That really told me "okay this is a dream" it would not happen otherwise.
Marion and someone else bringing flowers...um hm?
All men. No dragoness present.
Odd.
I really, really wish I wasn't such a romantic this time of year. I get suckered into thinking how adorable real teddy bears are, how I ought to wear red today, and how I feel like Charlie Brown at the mailbox. Snoopy dresses up at "the cute little redheaded girl" who I really don't think has a name...
There is no cute red head, girl or boy. It is all a lie! There is no cake! (Portal reference) < Cue Melodramatic Sigh >
I tell myself "I don't need some trinkety thing to feel loved! It's all a mutation of a pagan holiday gone Western commerialized" and "It's all a ploy to ensure mating happens. Commericalisim doing what Nature used to do, a show of who was the best provider/flashy mate....etc"
But really I think the cold weather helps chocolates taste better...you can safely eat dark chocolate in Feb. more so than in July's heat...
=) Then I feel better, because I know, perhaps in a selfish way, that tommorrow all of those unloved chocolates (worm free I hope) will find a home with me.
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