musing about VD

[the_siobhan]

I had this conversation with the_axel about Valentine's Day. Because I really don't do Valentine's Day at all. I don't care if other people do it and like it, I'm happy if something makes my friends happy. But it just doesn't interest me.

When I lived with the wife-beater, he was huge on the romantic gestures. Valentine's Day, Christmas, birthdays, Flag Day, the first full moon after the third Thursday of every second month - all occasions for flowers, useless gifts[1] and gawdaful off-key serenades in the middle of the damn street.[2]

It's not that I particularily associate Hallmark Day with the wife-beather. It's just that the irony of receiving all these romantic gestures from somebody who treated me like a punching bag the rest of the time wasn't totally lost on me.

So now I just... don't care.

[1]A useful gift would have been food.
[2]I coulda' died.

Comments

[grimjim.livejournal.com]

Seems to me that extravagant gestures are sometimes more a way of impressing bystanders than the ostensible object of alleged affection.