The Valentine's Day Massacre

Honestly. Whoever said humans were an intelligent race should have tried popping into Clinton Cards this lunchtime, just to see the desperate pussy-whipped men in there who couldn't risk their honey's displeasure at a lack of pointless red heart-shaped crap. Absolutely bloody pathetic. It is beyond me how some women find it a dump-able offence not to be bought piles of useless ugly 'presents' on a day that was marketed entirely by Hallmark.

If I want to buy Him a present, I will do so regardless of what day of the year it is. Valentines Day is to romance what New Year is to partying - it's the one day of the year where you Have To Be In Love And Do Romantic Things, whether you feel like it or not. How completely stupid.

I may refuse to have sex tonight on principle.