Why Valentine's Day week is bad

/rant

You know what the worst thing about the week that leads up to Valentine's Day is?

The idea that you're going to find everlasting love in the span of a week. Seriously. So much time, money and effort is put into buying chocolate, buying roses, setting up dinner plans, buying dinner, buying a fine wine, champagne or a bottle of cognac or 40-ouncer ... I think you get the picture. Then you're talking about working up the nerve to ask that pretty lady (or guy for those of you ladies who are that damn ambitious) out on the date. Then to give them the chocolate, the flowers on top of that.

If that all fails, I guess you could put all that booze to good work.

Valentine's Day is all mental. If you approach it like any other day, then it won't bother you. Of course, it's very hard to do so when you're walking down the aisles at Wal-Mart and there's that big display featuring myriad candied delights with parents helping choose cards for their classmates as that little kid probably has some young lady in mind that he wants to give a special card to. Too bad she already has eyes for his best friend and will eventually turn the two against each other sending the kind into a downward spiral that eventually turns him to a hyperactive sad-sack of crap depressed over the fact he's been alone on Valentine's Day since the dawn of time and will continue to follow that path unless he takes his hard earned paycheck to the local strip club and make it rain on a red-head named Autumn who strips to pay bills and get a degree.

I think I wrote too much based off a set of dreams I had last night.

V-Day week is kind of "bleh" to say the least.

/rant over