Valentine's Day

Normally, I hate Valentine's Day because it's depressing for me, as a single woman with no prospects. You know how it is, I don't need to explain it...all the images of people getting stuff from people who love them, blah blah yakkity boo.

In Japan, I have a different reason to hate Valentine's Day. Here, not only am I single, but girls have to buy chocolate for all the men in their lives. That's right, I had to buy 7 boxes of chocolates to hand out tomorrow.* So, I'm single and rapidly approaching broke. I'm not giving any to the kids, though, because I have limits.

Guys have it lucky. On White Day (which is in March, IIRC) boys only have to buy White Day gifts for the girls who gave them something for Valentine's. It's stupid.

Anywhoo, I've decided not to hate Valentine's Day this year.

I've decided to do nice things for myself tomorrow. I have a couple of croissants to go with freshly brewed coffee for breakfast, and I'm experimenting with making chocolate dipped strawberries for dessert. And, if Frank Zappa smiles upon me, I should be treating myself to an hour long massage at Diamond City after my late shift. I got a card in the mail from my Mom, and Sean bought me a box of Godiva chocolates on Saturday.

Hooray for self-indulgences!



* I guess I didn't have to buy anything, but I was sucked into the idea of it...

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Even if the dipped strawberries don't work out, they'll still be great.

I think I've found my new sekrit indulgence...