My Anti-Valentine's Day
The other night my friends and I cooked dinner, watched paranormal activity [not THAT scary, folks] and baked homemade cookies shaped as hearts. After the movie was over we sat and watched Jersey Shore and laughed at it's vanity. I dozed off and it was a good, good night with girls that understand me better than myself. Choco-chip cookie boobs beat silicone any day ;] As Valentine's Day approaches and I know for certain that my martial status is destined to remain as dry as it currently is, I am mentally preparing myself for an anti-v-day. This is no way a cynical celebration to make those who are happily in relationships to feel bad for their ties to another person. This is my own way of redirecting my meaning of Valentine's day. I feel like America would get much more accomplished if we dedicated the entire year to being foolishly in love with their counter-part and maybe turn Feb 14th into a day that people love on a new person, extend a helping hand, or buy the coffee o...