My favourite day of the year, this.
I’m lying; it’s not and the girls at work having been getting on my nerves all day, making a big deal of the whole thing. The blokes in the office who are in relationships have seemed as if under a dark cloud – probably because they’re under pressure to behave in a certain way and spend an appropriate amount of money as a gesture of love.
There’s not a single shred of real romance to be seen in any of it. The only ones who have any romantic intent today, are the single ones who send anonymous cards, hoping to woo someone (it’s perfectly acceptable to be a stalker on Valentine’s Day). Maybe I’m just a bitter soul, but there’s something about being expected to behave in a certain way, that makes me feel exactly the opposite.
This evening then, I’ve been listening to some sad albums; Wild Young Hearts by The Noisettes, Berlin by Lou Reed, Adore by Smashing Pumpkins, or anything by The The.
To summarise then, Valentine’s Day is a load of shit. Just like Christmas. And New Year’s Eve.
I don’t mind Pancake Day quite so much though.
For some strange reason, BBC has featured Corey Haim Dying of a drugs overdose on it’s news homepage today – even though this happened a year ago.
Corey Haim used to be engaged to Super Tromette, Scream Queen (and my future wife), Tiffany Shepis.
So this one is dedicated to her: Happy Valentine’s Day Tiffany Shepis!
PS. Over on Vice UK, moustaches feature as one of their DO’s:
“A kiss without a mustache is like an egg without salt”
“A man without a moustache is like a woman with one“