T.a.S.O.D.

I'm starting a new holiday since I am not a big fan of V-Day and it is called Take a Stranger Out Day.

The premise of this day is to take someone that you haven't seen in quite some time or maybe someone new that you would like to get to know better. Either way, it is a day to get to know someone better that you don't know so well now.

Makes sense?

The bad thing is that this new holiday is falling on V-Day this year, it won't be able to compete with V-Day, but this year they will just have to share.

I have my stranger, so you have sometime left to find you one. If you cannot find one in time, there is always abducting one out of the parking lot of a Wal-mart.

V-Day Rant

Valentine's Day is this week, Sunday to be more precise.

Yippee.

I'm so excited I think I may be sick from the hearts and candy.

That was sarcasm for the inter-sarcasm-net ignorant.

Now, do not get me wrong, in the most deepest, darkest, moistest, warmest parts of my heart and soul, I am a romantic. Its not that I hate or loathe V-Day, but I hate and loathe the ever present fact that this day is set aside for lovers and romantics; not for those of us that always seem to be ever-single during this time of year.

Every. Fucking. Year.

Now that is not without trying mind you; for I have a couple of times, but every time I try to let the romantic out to say 'Hello' to the world, he gets used, laughed at and otherwise rejected. It gets old and tiring, not too mention just wears you down on a mental level that leaves you feeling despondent at times.

I'm tired of it.

I'm not looking for my soul mate to be wrapped with a pretty little bow on my front door step, but I would like to be afforded the chance to be able to have the opportunity to be able to meet her at some point in my life before I become some senile old fart or decide to turn gay for the hell of it.

Not that there is anything wrong with those that are gay, but it is not for me; except lesbianism at which I try to practice as much as possible.

Bad joke, I know.

Really though, from a V-Day card given in middle school and being laughed at, (yes, in middle school, I am not one to pick myself up all too quickly, so fuck off.) to last year and being lead on for the better term.

So, I may be just a bit jaded with this whole thing.

I give wholly, honestly and earnestly with my heart and all I'm really looking for is a bone to be thrown my way every once in a while.

Maybe I'll just find that damn cherub Cupid and make him suffer.