Wow, here we are on that most annoying and frustrating of days for those of us of the single persuasion. The 14th of February. Fuck it, let’s go the Al Capone route. I wish I could. Even bloody WordPress and Google are in on it – brandishing love hearts and crap on their logos.  

Today would’ve been a lot less frustrating if I hadn’t spent it in a Project Management course at work. This meant I was able to bury my headphones in my ears and listen to something loud and obnoxious.

My date for the evening was the gym. Hoping it would be empty with all the lovelies off on dates I was proved wrong and shouldn’t have gone so early. No real bother though I wish they’d have more chanel choice for music – I don’t want to listen to dance music while I work out (mental note – remember to charge i-pod to avoid this). Still, I managed to bury myself in a work out instead.

I can’t however, go home as my housemate has company and I really don’t want to be a hindrance. So I’m stuck watching videos like this one, for some reason.

 

It’s getting later and later and there’s still no sign of Penelope or Konnie calling me up.  

Oh well. Roll on tomorrow when people no longer seem the need to celebrate their love.