The Plan

Yesterday was Valentine's Day.  First and foremost, let me tell you that I don't like the idea of the day.  It makes people, who usually don't do something special for their loved ones, do something miraculous.  I'm the type of person that would rather you show your love, as I do, year round, not just on one day because society demands it.  It takes the romance out of a relationship.  "Oh, you did this for me only because you felt you had to."  It cheapens love and makes a quiet mockery of it.  I frown upon anything that mocks the heart or forces me to do something because it's standard.  Yes, I hate standardized tests, too.  That's why I never took the SAT.

But being Andrew's first non-single Valentine's Day, he insisted he would get me something.  Then, on Wednesday, he told me he couldn't because there will bills he had to pay.  It bummed him out, so I devised a plan.  I decided to make him a card and buy him some of his favorite candy to show that he didn't have to, that I loved him anyway.  So, when he went to play Dark Heresy with his pals, I was getting high off of rubber cement and a metallic silver gel pen while little bits of cut paper was sticking to my fingers.  I took care to write, "I love you," instead of, "Happy Valentine's Day."  Needless to say, it had the reverse effect that I had wanted, but he said it was the best present he had ever received.  Later, we Ihop'ed it up with a two for one coupon.

On Friday, it was my brother David's birthday.  He works full time during the day, and goes to school full time at night, so his schedule makes it hard to get a hold of him.  He said I was the only one to call him back, which I thought was a little sad.  He had said that he was a little disappointed in his birthday because of the lack of interest from our family.  I felt so bad.  I wish I could have been there to party with him or had the money to send him a card.  He expected more from his 30th, and rightly so.  It made me wonder about my birthday, too...

As for right now, I'm looking for a way to rent a car so I can go after the jobs that aren't limited by public transportation.  I'm also working on switching my license over to Pennsylvania.  That would make things a lot smoother on my part.  I'm kinda tired of getting a suspicious glance when people look at my license.  Yes, it's me!

Damn it.