So, this is going to be my first San Valentine with someone “special”, but the truth is that I don’t feel anything special about this day, but that could be because I am having too many “dark” feelings lately that could be opaqueing (sp?) my “good” feelings. The other thing that is making me feel bad about that dreaded day is that I don’t have spare money to buy something “special” to my BF, I thought that I would have money by Saturday, but when I asked the accountant he told me that the money would be in the bank by Tuesday…, great.

Bah, what’s the point of that fucking day anyway, all that we will be able to do is have a small dinner in the evening from Quiznos or something like that, and then cuddle for a little while and that’s it, there’s no time for anything else…, even tough I would love to be in a place full of candles and incense with a great smell, have dinner in a place that there’s only the two of us, again, lighted just by candles, and then head to the bedroom walking trough the hallway illuminated by candles, and then lay in a bed covered with red rose petals and fuck like rabbits, and after that, cuddle until we both fall asleep until the next day, and then we wake up and start fucking again…

Yeah, yeah, I am a romantic fool, but none of that is going to happen because there is not enough time, ever.