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

[jendurrfukt.livejournal.com]

that's reason number two why i found getting flowers and candy an unromantic gesture yesterday. the woman who gave them to me slapped the shit out of me when she realized she wasn't getting in my pants on sunday.

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

You're fucking kidding.

That's seriously fucked up.

[jendurrfukt.livejournal.com]

yea, it is. if her kids weren't in the room, and i didn't keep a cool head i would have killed her. not smart to hit a woman who's had enough of the abusive bullshit to last 3 lifetimes and who's holding a carving knife.

cheers to new beginnings, eh?