Engarde! Cliche!

I hate Valentine's day. Really I do. I'm not just bitter about being single (still!), I'm also full of loathing for the whole holiday. It's so false. Gift-giving reaches a frenzied pace in order to avert an emotional apocalypse--leaving the actual gesture void of most, if not all, meaning. I enjoy getting little cards from friends and relatives, but that benefit is entirely negated by the heightened amount of PDA in the halls. Since when did sucking face in public become romantic, or even pleasurable??

I will take this opportunity to give out Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle cards though. You know, the kind that you used to give to your classmates back in 2nd grade.