I had the flu this Valentine's Day. I had not been out of my apartment for a two days, missed my sketch group, The Ultimate Experts show, and was still in a pretty good mood.
Well, a better one than my bitter 2007 counter-part.
And a non-comedy one, unlike my equally angsty 2008 counter-part.
No, this year was indeed different because I have a boyfriend.
He's a very nice man, that I speak of sparsely here because, well it's weird to talk about in blog format.
What I will say is, he treats me very well.
Here's the picture of this year's Valentine's.
Even though we had to skip the fancy meal and have shitty take-in, we had a pretty great time and no Hallmark's were exchanged.
Take That Establishment!
The tulips were "get well flowers", the roses and bear were part of the present I had to wait and open at midnight.
If that's all too cute for you, well thinking of my hacking cough from the flu.
See, now it's just gross.