Kill Valentine - for the right bloody reasons.

So, let's be clear about this - I hate Valentine's day. I hate it from the bottom of my heart. For a variety of reasons.


1. I despise the colour pink.
2. The notion of a little winged baby determining my actions through a little bow and arrow is barf-worthy.
3. There's no point to being, well, all lovey-dovey on one particular day because the card companies want it.
4. Why are you letting the women emotionally blackmail you into getting chocolate and flowers?
5. Be a man. Do the right thing.

However, I am a whole-hearted supporter of couple liberty. In other words, I absolutely believe in, and am ready to fight for, the right of a couple to be with each other, hold hands, make out, hug, yadda yadda, without being forced to marry each other. I think this entire idea of catching poor kids out for a walk or some such and leaving them 'married' in your diseased understanding of what constitutes marriage is sick and repulsive.

Hence, inspite of being a vocal opponent of Valentine's Day and nonsense of that order, I am actually inclined towards doing something for it. So, here's the deal - how about suggestions? What should I do for Valentine's day? (something I wouldn't normally do). However, there are some rules - no flowers, no pink, and definitely no undying declarations of love. I'm not into any of that. Anything else in the general spirit of Valentine's Day you can think of? Comment and let me know! You might get ringside seats to me doing said thing, and making a fool of myself.

*Shudders* I HATE VALENTINE'S DAY. But I gotta save it. So I can kill it for the right reasons.

Feelin' Groovy.

Ever since I heard the Simon and Garfunkel song, I've been aching to be able to be so crazy as to go out into the world, greet lamposts, keep the fauna growing, and look for fun. In other words, I've always wanted to feel groovy.

It's been a strange kind of goal - one's ever-present desire to be 'cool' which encompasses all else is common, but a desire to be groovy - it means something substantially different to me. It means a more fundamental change in the nature of an individual which allows him to do crazy, happy, insane things without really having to worry about who's watching.

I've met and loved and been with so many different people - and I don't mean love in the strictly relationship/sexual sense. I mean that in the varied spectrum of people I've known, I've been lucky - but that my reactions to all of them has been the same, in the sense that it depends upon a clear and present standard that I apply to everyone beyond a certain point of proximity. Further, I've pushed some people away because of my nascent feelings of a certain type, for the simple reason that I don't want to do anything 'casual'.

Well, why must I take these things seriously? If I can't be happy and enjoy my life now, when will I? Of course, there are some things that must not be done, which would cause harm or pain to others - but if there is no harm, why must I have a guilty conscience? Why can't I live?

It sucks to be un-groovy. I'm trying.

Wish me luck.