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2/11/2004 - My thoughts on V.D.
Valentines Day, of course. I have a theory. A theory which explains why people bitch and moan about being single on Valentines day. I think the reason people bitch and moan on Valentines day is because they finally have a reason, and people LOVE to bitch and moan. And I openly admit, I am one of these people. The odd thing is, i've seen more people bitching and moaning ABOUT bitching and moaning thanactuall bitching and moaning. Sorta like, (Bitching + Moaning)². YOu might not be able to see that, but it's a little squared symbol. The little two? Anyway. Lots of Classic Rock to be had this Valentines Day. Lots of Classic Rock and video games. And chocolate. That's probably the best thing about VD. All the food. Dosen't matter whether or not you have a signifigant otehr, you like chocolate. And if you don't, then there's some of those chalky candy hearts on the table too. Everyone loves fat. Anyway, I made a Valentines Day MS-Paint craptacu-comic, a la the christmas one I made. Look forward to that. ----- Anyway, I was supposed to upload this one picture for a guy at school named Alan. He wanted me to put it up on THIS SITE, and show everyone. It's basically a sad girl he copied out of a Shonen Jump. "Needs some snow." I suggest, on first glance. "What?" "Needs some snow." I repeat. I'm pretty sure he dosent get the joke, and you might not either. Basically, it's in refrence to this. "YOu mean, like, snow falling in the background?" he retorts. "Yeah. And on the ground. And all around. Heh, rhyme" Well, it was a funny conversation at the time. I dunno. I'monna go. Teh BAI! ----- EDIT'D!: Almost forgot something. 4 DAY WEEKEND. Eat that, Folin. Oh hilarity! //Greg::6:46 PM EST\ # | |
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