Love is in the Air

First I'm going to start by leaving a trail of rose petals. I'm going to light some candles. I'm going to turn on some Barry White. I'll put a couple glasses of wine out to be ready. I'll make sure that the curtains are drawn. And then I'll sprawl out on the couch in my robe awaiting...
And when the roommates wake up Sunday morning and walk out of their bedroom doors - it's going to be awkward beyond all belief.
Truth be told, I don't have any Valentine's Day plans this weekend but it would be funny if I went all out and celebrated the holiday over this three day weekend as if it were Christmas. With all of you. Completely going overboard sending out mass "Happy Valentine's Day" text messages and getting everyone Valentine's Day gifts. In fact, you know what - I've made reservations for 300 at Mortons so that we can all celebrate Valentine's Day with the traditional romantic dinner.
Why do loved ones need to be the center of attention on such a holiday? It's total discrimination, not to mention the fact that it encourages playing favorites. I know you all are going to be busy on Sunday. I know you've all planned fancy dinners and romantic excursions. I know you bought each other cards and gifts and are all going to baby talk to each other. It totally feels like I'm the elementary school kid that didn't get invited to the birthday party, it's cool - don't worry about it... I... uh... had plans anyway... yeah... I mean... I have Mega Man 2 that needs to be beaten while you're all at Chuck E Cheese anyway.
Isn't it funny to people that a holiday that's supposed to be all about peace and love and being extra saccharine toward one another is so exclusive? It's the one day out of the year where I get the message from you loud and clear that you don't love me as much as you love ________. Doesn't matter what our relationship is. Best of friends, ex-lovers, co-workers, ten bucks you have no desire to wish me a Happy Valentine's Day. It's cool, like I said... Mega Man. Bubble Man's not going to defeat himself.
Anyway, Happy Valentine's Day everyone. Maybe I'll see you at Mortons. I'll be there with Mary Elizabeth Winstead. Because I love her more than you.






