v-day. the after thought.
this year on valentine's day i actually noticed it. such an odd and random awareness of an extremely ridiculous "holiday." everyone at the office got flowers delivered.... cards being sent, candy grams and happy good looking couples infesting my 5 block radius at work. i decided to romance myself that night and went to Trader Joes to pick up some dinner material. I was haunted again by couples getting ready for their big dates. And then there was me.... going through my usual grocery list. i felt a little in the "spirit" and picked up some brownie mix and ended up pigging out on my baked goods with Josh and his mom upstairs and their giant TV.
so what is it about this hallmark of a holiday that sets people off? girls tell their boyfriends they don't want to make a big stink of it when deep down inside they wish to put on a red silk dress and be lured away by their loved ones with flowers and poems and such...
it is ridiculous that we have to be told when to be romantic, when to send flowers, when to show each other that we care. why can't we be spontaneous? why can't we randomly leave a long stemmed rose at our crushe's car, show up unannounced with a pack of beer and a Molly Ringwald film, run away for a few hours and watch the lights and people from some quiet nook up in North Beach, up in the Coit Tower or Twin Peaks or Tilden Park. Why do we need to do this all synchronized like some sort of programmed zombies?
that is my two cents on valentine's day. i'm not bitter, just amused. completely and utterly surprised by how much a hallmark holiday can make people squirm in their chairs and get down on one knee to their perfect someone.
currently listening to:
Beirut
Peter, Bjorn & John
so what is it about this hallmark of a holiday that sets people off? girls tell their boyfriends they don't want to make a big stink of it when deep down inside they wish to put on a red silk dress and be lured away by their loved ones with flowers and poems and such...
it is ridiculous that we have to be told when to be romantic, when to send flowers, when to show each other that we care. why can't we be spontaneous? why can't we randomly leave a long stemmed rose at our crushe's car, show up unannounced with a pack of beer and a Molly Ringwald film, run away for a few hours and watch the lights and people from some quiet nook up in North Beach, up in the Coit Tower or Twin Peaks or Tilden Park. Why do we need to do this all synchronized like some sort of programmed zombies?
that is my two cents on valentine's day. i'm not bitter, just amused. completely and utterly surprised by how much a hallmark holiday can make people squirm in their chairs and get down on one knee to their perfect someone.
currently listening to:
Beirut
Peter, Bjorn & John
2 Comments:
it finally clicked, didn't it.
or instead of leaving them a rose, you can build them a cake or someeessssiiiing
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