Another Valentine's Day, another bunch of wild flowers from the grocery store, and another homemade dinner. Dinner's scheduled to be made in a couple of hours or so, after my funny Valentine finishes slaying beasts in the newest Kongregate game. Dinner is yakisoba, of course, my all time favorite meal of the many that Chris has in his repertoire. We went to the Japanese grocery store earlier today where we purchased not only the ingredients, but also a small tray of sushi, which we ate like burgers and fries during the car ride home. That was a first. Probably a last.

We're also going to watch "W" tonight. "Is that really a Valentine-appropriate movie?" Chris asked me while we drove to our first Valentine's Day stop- the always romantic public library. It is, of course, a Valentine-appropriate flick. Our aligned political views are one of the many things that define us as a couple. Other things in the couple-defining category include our shared love of bricks of cheese, our general aversion to crowds, and the fact that we both really like that Killer's song, "Spaceman." Is "Spaceman" a Valentine-appropriate song? Considering that it's about a failed suicide attempt, I'd say yes. The key word there would be "failed."

Anyway, that's what we have going on today, this fourteenth of February. Now excuse me while I dive into a novel I've been waiting months to read. I could have bought the book, sure- but instead, I waited patiently for the library to eventually meet my needs. Which might just be a metaphor for love. Don't worry though- the library always comes through.