..stands for Vitriolic.
So I opened my new facebook with an ad kindly reminding me how close I am to valentine's day and how much I need to rack up the points beforehand with my current gf in order to score on V-Day. Sounds like a plot to me. It's all wrapped around this new pukefest of film that Nicholas Sparks squeezed out one spirited afternoon.
I don't have a girlfriend. I have a woman named Krista that I see often, we have sex occasionally, and then we sit around with the TV on doing our own business. We don't date, we don't mess around with other people. Is that a girlfriend? I don't think so...but in February, like an annual rekindling of vows, the guy is supposed to buy some flowers, a dinner, two tickets, and the cycle continues.
Whoop-Dee-effing-Doo!
Screw it, I'm not even going to do anything. I'll conveniently forget it Sunday night and no one will be the wiser. If she makes a peep about what her friends are doing or how much she loves Cafe Maude I'll give her my piece. She'll cry, we'll fight more, and I'll forget about being laid till her birthday in September....
When does that movie come out again?
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