Fire, Not Innocence, Is Colored Red

It's that day again. That day. The one specially designed for couples to show their love with dead plants and beans and make eyes at each other over cooked animal carcasses (or possibly long white worm-looking things) and sticks of fire. I hear they call it romance.

I, on the other hand, remain obstinately single. I wasn't going to bother with a post having anything to do with the subject, but then I realized: there might be other people like me out there. Other people who have not a clue what to do with this night. And so, for those others, I suggest my clearly brilliant solution: run around all day with kids, then crash in your room with a bowl of heart-shaped popcorn (it may take some imagination) and far too much sugar and sob your eyes out at the sappiest science fiction movie you can find.

Tomorrow, on the other hand, is the day specially designed for single people. It's the day when all the chocolate goes on sale.

Whichever day you all celebrate, I hope it's enjoyable! And now.. my movie awaits.