how appropriate that i would be sidelined with a stomach virus for valentine's day. i feel cruddy, but last night i was begging to die, so it's a bit of an improvement. pillow talk is on right now.
i usually send out a cynical W.H. Auden poem for V-day, but since I'm reading Eliot right now, here's this:
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
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