Oh did I mention?

[tiamatlady]

Valentine's Day, even if it existed, and since I ain't Hallmarks Bitch, it DON'T, is called on a count of work. I'm not depressed, I'm not happy, I'm nothing, I'm only working. For the man. (Or, today, for the WOman, and I guess her gift was to not load me with hours and hours of work for after she left.)

That is all, we now return you to your scheduled moping, with angsting to follow.