v-day

so tomorrow is stupid valentine's day. okay, i wouldn't think it was stupid if i actually had "traumfrau" to celebrate with (traumfrau means "dream woman" and is the generic name of the woman with whom i am meant to be with). but instead, on v-day eve, i am thinking about all those people i dated and how messed up it seems now or how stupid i was then. so if anyone wants to join me in my apartment for a bottle of gin and some cheesy netflix movies (if they in fact arrive), the invitation is open. shoot, i have to study tomorrow night. okay, don't worry, we'll think of another plan.
i honestly don't mean to sound so dejected and negative--i'm not like that (ok, about this kind of stuff, i actually am, sorry). i suppose i should find hope in the six hour "pride and prejudice" A&E miniseries i watched last night. love will happen, a lot of stuff gets in the way, sometimes you have to wait and often, you don't know the whole story.

on another note, it is six days until my birthday party at hanson's here in denver. i am really looking forward to it, but not trying to build it up in my mind in case 25 people get there and just stand around and stare at each other for two hours and then give me a side hug on the way out. yes, a side hug. you know what that means.