"...and though I hate to see you go, Oh No, it must be so. It's another lonely Valentines day"

Now don't get all concerned with the title of this blog. I'm not gunna hang my single, sorry butt or anything. It's just a lyric from Type O Negative's song The Dream is Dead. It just sums up my dislike of this holiday.

Let me tell you how I spent my holiday. It started with me waking up with a horrible cough. I get up anyway and go to work. Once I get to work I start to feel worse and worse with a looming headache and other achy body parts (think clean, people!). I then burn a half a day of paid time off to go home early and try and rest. I attempted a nap, but the achy parts kept me in a state of "in and out" sleep. I get up and watch a little day time TV which makes me a bit nauseous. So, I turn off the tube and try some more shut eye, which I'm actually a bit successful with this time.

I wake up in a coughing jag and go get some water. I decide to check some email and maybe a little web surfing. That's when I remember that both Mr. Salty and Spanky have reminded me about a little piece of loveliness that was revealed today.

My Valentines Day is not a complete bust. So all you happy couples in relationships who make the rest of us feel like plague victims every time this holiday comes around, feast your pathetic, lovelorn eyes upon a true Valentines day treat (hopefully you have high speed or DSL 'cause it took my cruddy dial up modem and hour to get this thing operational)..............

Click Here!

Now, how friggin' cool was that, huh? I can't wait! Happy Valentines Day mutha truckas!!!!

I'm going to catch a little more shut eye before Lost comes on. See ya!

Zangz.