I vacillate between thinking that Valentine's Day is a day of commercialism and smashed expectations and thinking that it's...no, that's pretty much how I feel about it.
Don't get me wrong, it can be really sweet - the Manfriend has been known to totally outdo himself on the sweetness tip, which is why he is my Valamentime for keeps - but I wish the whole thing hadn't devolved to the point where men feel pressured to buy diamond jewelry they can't afford, and that women who don't get diamonds feel like they're not loved.
But, in the spirit of not being a total killjoy, I take this opportunity to wish each and every one of you a happy VD, and to let you know that if you don't have a valentine this year, I happily offer myself up. Consider this slipped into the decorated paper pouch taped to your desk:
Jump on the Chakabox Love Train!!
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