Damn V-Day, what with all the stupid commercials and the red-pinkness everywhere, I had unfortunately dreamt that I got engaged last night. And the ring was way too big for my finger so it kept swinging around. And the guy didn't actually even ask, he just slipped it on and that was that. So nonchalant and nonbigdeal. I wasn't even happy about it; it was like, okay, there it is, whatevers.

Whatevers.