The Singles Awareness Day (Feb. 14th) 2009 Thread!!!

[Jester]

But it was one of the songs my friend played on her college 80s music radio show.

Had my show BEEN an 80's show, I could have very well done that. But it was the Sunday Hangover Special, and had no special format other than the station's normal alternative format and my own screwy brand of commentary and stunts. (As far as I know, I was the first DJ in the state of Arizona to bungee jump on the air.)

I do believe, however, that one of our selections was Transvision Vamp's classic "Down on My Knees Again."

And of course Social Distortion's "Ball and Chain!" Listening to it now......

Well it's been ten years, and a thousand tears
And look at the mess I'm in-
A broken nose and a broken heart,
An empty bottle of gin
Well I sit and I pray
In my broken down Chevrolet-
While I'm singin' to myself
There's got to be another way

Take away, take away
Take away this ball and chain
I'm lonely and I'm tired
And I can't take any more pain
Take away, take away
Never to return again
Take away, take away
Take away this ball and chain

[Bella_Vixen]

And of course Social Distortion's "Ball and Chain!" Listening to it now......

I LOVE that song.

(Thanks Becks!)

[Jester]

I just had a thought.

By this Valentine's Day, what with the latest goings on in my life, it is very possible that I could be somewhat involved with more than one woman, slightly possible that it could be as many as 4 (okay, that is probably wishful thinking, but not completely impossible).

Thank GOODNESS I'll be working all day that day at The Bar! (And my managers better not let me down on the scheduling end of that!)

[Becks]

(Thanks Becks!)

Anytime, Lizziebeff.

[Giggle Goose]

Ugh, the worst V-Day was in 2007, and this guy I was dating for only a few weeks sent me this ridiculously sized teddy bear. I barely had any room for it in the apartment. It was way too cheesy and forced, and I ended up dumping him a couple weeks later (which I was planning to do before, but he was the kind of sap that would be completely ruined if I did it on that "special" day). I gave the teddy bear to a kindergarten class I had subbed recently. I know, i know, it's terrible, but we were so NOT right for each other that it was the best thing to do.

My guy and I will probably just cook dinner. He treats me better than any guy I've ever dated, so we don't need some dumb cards and candy to "prove" anything. I think his roommate and his gf are into that goofy dinner reservation crap, so hopefully we'll have the place to ourselves.

I actually wish I was single! Then I wouldn't have to feel gulity about gathering up my best buds and gorging on candy, which always makes for a wonderful day to me

[Amina516]

I dont put much stock in Valentines, and Ive been married for 5 years. Its just another day...we do get things for our kids though.





So, uh....Happy VD everyone?









(I dont mean valentines...i mean venereal disease. You all got it from opening this thread. Enjoy!!)

[Irving Patrick Freleigh]

(I dont mean valentines...i mean venereal disease. You all got it from opening this thread. Enjoy!!)

If I don't see you in line with me at the free clinic, we're gonna have a problem.

[Antisocial_Worker]

Ah yes... Valentine's Day. I think over the course of 9 years of dating I might have had someone to celebrate it with once.

But what the hey, it gives me an excuse to trot out for your viewing pleasure my litany of horrible boyfriends. People tend not to believe me when I say that I am among the unluckiest people on the planet when it comes to love, but read it and weep, I say.

God knows I have.

Boyfriend No. 1 -- Cheated, caught HIV, passed it along. Was also abusive, and I still have scars on my naughty bits from him.

Boyfriend No. 2 -- Couldn't figure out if he was gay or straight, and so we broke up like clockwork once a month. I've known women whose periods were less reliable. Finally, the day after I learned I'd caught HIV from BF1, he dumped me for good.

Boyfriend No. 3 -- Great guy when he was on my turf in NC. When I was on his turf in Arkansas, I didn't come first. I didn't come second or third or fourth. His friend, the bar, and alcohol all came before me. And be sure to ask me about the play. At any rate, when I learned that in addition to all of this he was also a meth-addicted alcoholic, we parted company.

Boyfriend No. 4 -- Clinically insane. Told me he wanted to leave Chicago and move to a smaller place with a slower pace of life (ie, here). When I asked him during his visit if he liked it enough to stay, he told me that was too big a decision to make and it was unfair of me to ask him that. Soon everything fell under that category, including when I asked him if he would prefer Coke or Pepsi to drink.

Boyfriend No. 5 -- Nice guy and we talk to this day, and he still wants me back to this day. God help me, but I'm considering it. What happened here was that he realized he was really, truly falling in love with me and decided that the best way to deal with this terrifying prospect was to disappear and cut off all contact for more than a month. By the time he resurfaced, I told him to go to hell.

Boyfriend No. 6 -- I thought this one was a nice guy, and he actually lived with me for about eight months, before his cousin who lived with us and who I despise(d), talked him into dumping me. After he left, I found a note on the closet floor with the names, addresses, phone numbers, and directions to four different guys' houses. Since then I've also had three different men tell me they had a great time with him. They were able to describe accurately some of his more distinctive peccadilloes, so I tend to believe them over him.

Boyfriend No. 7 -- Nice guy, but young and by default, stupid. It was a classic case of him not being all that into me, and he thought the best way to let me know was to stop talking to me. Finally, I broke up with him in order to run into the arms of...

Boyfriend No. 8 -- I think I actually fell in love here. But, he couldn't handle the fact that my life stinks on ice and always has and always will. My parents are dying, my job was making me suicidal, HIV is still incurable, and there were other things that at the time made my life a living hell. He preferred sunshine and roses when on my best days all I can work up to are humidity and crabgrass. And yet again, he thought the best way to let me know was to vanish for a month. To this day he still tells me that he loves me and always will but he can't be with me, and that doing what he did hurt him more than it hurt me. To this day I still tell him I wish he was dead.

Boyfriend No. 9 -- A wonderful man who wasn't compatible with me and who I wasn't compatible with. When he came to visit from Oklahoma, we spent the entire time either boring or irritating each other. I sent him back to the Midwest single and it was for the best.

Boyfriend No. 10 -- I think I fell in love again, this time to a very busy TV producer from Charlotte. God, he was wonderful. Said all the right things, knew how I was feeling, called to see how I was doing or what I was feeling, listened... And three times we tried to arrange a meeting. The last thing I heard from him was that he was getting in his car to come see me. That was December 2. The only way I know he's not dead is because for a few weeks solid, I checked the Charlotte Observer obituaries.

Now, having said all that I can honestly say I'm okay with being alone although I'm not by any means happy about it. I figure I must be severely defective if, at the age of 28, I'm such a goblin that I can run off 10 different men. The thought of feeling anything for me is so terrifying that it has sent three of them into hiding.

And silly me for thinking that I am at my most attractive and most desirable here in my 20's.

Perhaps I feel that so strongly because with every passing day, my face looks more and more like a rubber mask. Having seen my mother and known how she has aged during a lifetime of relentless stress and sorrow, I am going to age ugly. And this means that if I don't find someone now, when I still look more or less human, I won't have a snowball's chance later on when I look like something out of a story you'd use to frighten little children into behaving.

Also, I always wanted a family and it's not like I'm getting any younger on that front either. On the off chance I do find someone, I don't want to get into a situation where I have to wear diapers about the same time the kids don't anymore. But, seeing as I will almost certainly die alone -- and be one of those people who nobody notices until unspeakable fluids start leaking into the apartment below -- it's not like I'll really have to worry about it at all.

Not that I'm bitter.

I think it's really a matter of how my biggest fears are of ending up alone and of having to face the death of my parents, who are dying horrible deaths in very slow motion, alone. In my life, you get to face your deepest fears whether you want to or not. Obviously, my mistake was not realizing this in time to bluff, and say that my biggest fear is finding my one true love and adopting a passel of babies right off. Had I known, I'm certain I'd be attending PTA meetings right this moment and cooking up a stew for whenever the other half got home from work.

Damn hindsight.

[Dreamstalker]

The ex is probably going to attempt to call and initiate either phone- or cybersex, as he has done for the past 2 years....or is it 3? (Not Interested and you know it, this year isn't any different kthx). The half-assed tries are good for a later laugh though; you'd think he gets ideas from Z-grade porn or phone sex lines, whichever has more pathetic scripts.

I'll probably have my nose stuck in a Networks+ text whilst trying to keep my muses from destroying things (guys, if you want to blow something up, can't it be the upstairs neighbor's stereo?).

[Racket_Man]

Did you know that we also seem to have a "Sweetheart Day" as well? It's a couple days before Halloween.

They must've decided to pull that one to get more money.

back in my childhood Valentines Days was kinda fun. then I moved on to my HS years and it was still fun but.......

then I got married and it got gradually forced down my throat and up my ass as the MALE I was EXPECTED to do all of the normal "bullshit" ie. flowers cards maybe dinner, etc. (never had the $$$ for jewelry and such although she HINTED very strongly for that several times).

well that did not do any good as a 20 year marriage went down the tubes over really stupid stuff that I did not cause

then along came SWEETEST DAY. another manufactured "holiday" for us guys to sweat over. My Ex gave me literal HELL for calling this day for what it is a FALSE Hallmark manufactured "special" day

there is one particular set of commercials that bugs the SHIT out of me. some of my fellow Wisconsinites will regocnize this chain. I believe he is state wide

Hi I am Richiard Kessler and I want to be YOUR jewelry store. it is that SPECIAL time of year (that most men hate) when you NEED to say how much you love your wife or SO or Girlfriend or current fuck buddy blah blah blah blahtty blah (you get the idea) diamond blah blah sparkle blah blah eye light up blah blah hero (implied sexual favors) blah blah blah greatest husband ever blah blah blah





he runs these commercials soooo often I just started talking over the radio (even at work) by saying I am RK and I want you to shove a large ROman Candle up my ass and light it and watch me explode in a shower of sparks and smoke

I like Jester usually want to work on Valentines Day because it seems that there are people who actually STAY HOME on this day and wnat pizza delivered. the last couple of years have been very very good for me in that aspect. other than that it is just another day.

[the_std]

I am generally not an angry or bitter person when it comes to ex-boyfriends or Hallmark holidays, but this year I think I will be getting drunk as a rage-filled, possibly homicidal, skunk.

Is it just me, or do people seem to pull the most dick moves around potentially-significant calendar dates?

[Akasa]

Is it just me, or do people seem to pull the most dick moves around potentially-significant calendar dates?

Yes they do.

[Gawdzillers]

It's on a Saturday.
So no school, yay.
But I have to work, boo.
Maybe If I'm lucky, everyone will be home having sex so that I can sweep and mop in peace. Maybe I'll get super lucky and get to listen to my radio instead of the moldy oldies they always play over the loudspeaker.

[KellyHabersham]

I think the worst Valentine's Day for me was during my senior year of high school - my sister (who was a sophomore at the time) had recently gotten together with the guy whom I was interested in (and yes, she was aware of that), he got her all this cute stuff for Valentine's, and I felt like I was expected to be happy for them and NOT be upset. Since then, I've discovered that the guy in question wasn't someone whom I'd ever have been happy with, but at the time, it really made me feel like shit.

[Nyoibo]

Hi I am Richiard Kessler and I want to be YOUR jewelry store. it is that SPECIAL time of year (that most men hate) when you NEED to say how much you love your wife or SO or Girlfriend or current fuck buddy blah blah blah blahtty blah (you get the idea) diamond blah blah sparkle blah blah eye light up blah blah hero (implied sexual favors) blah blah blah greatest husband ever blah blah blah

Makes me think if the phrase "Diamonds, she'll pretty much have to"