I wish I could be more interesting on this point. I even wish I could spout some drivel about how I hate Valentine's, how it's commercialised, how it's driven towards couples and there's nothing for me any more, how it's all pink... but in all honesty I can't. I'm not a Valentine's hater. Of course it's commercialised, what festival isn't? But to be totally open about it, I love Valentine's. It's the perfect festival for me. Saint Valentine was an iconic tragic romantic hero, and I actually feel sorry for the bastard. Since I'm focused on love most of the time anyway (and at those points where I'm not, I'm focused on sex), this is a day when most people are like me. Do you share my pain now, world? Do you?!
But I love Valentine's. It's never been as vomit-inducing as a lot of things seem to make it out as being. And for those of us who are in romantic relationships, it's as good an excuse as any to indulge in trips out and light PDA, and of course, intense sex.
The last time I was single on Valentine's, I wrote on here about how couples can work this day to their advantage in the way described above. But this is new, forward-thinking, active ILB - so how can I work this to my advantage? I'm not one to go out and pick someone up - neither do I have the confidence or urge to do that, or a place to take them back to which doesn't have my parents in it (I have got to get out of this house!). Plus, it's not something you can see me doing really, is it? Not my style.
So. Tonight I'm dating myself.
It's perfectly simple. I go on a date. Alone. I take a walk to a nice restaurant, have a couple of drinks, and then have a good, indulgent meal. If I have any time left after this, I may well go to a bar, or just walk home (have got to be home in time for Glee, which is the most important thing about tonight, after all). But, after all the hurdy-gurdy of events that have been crashing around my head as my life gradually falls apart, getting the fuck out somewhere and away from everyone is a pretty good idea, if I do say so myself. And I need a good meal and some quality time with someone I can trust. And at the moment, that's me.
This is, of course, unless a better offer presents itself. I'd date anyone else (within reason) given a chance tonight. But hey, this is me. That's not going to happen. So the plan still stands. Hey, shut up, it's a good plan, let me have my moment.
And it'll be fun to write about.