Anne's late addition to the CM blog has to do with the fact that blogger keeps ignoring her password. This is being looked into.

Remember to keep this in mind: "I wouldn't be kissing you if I didn't like you"

Man, today's Valentine's day, one of the lamest days of the entire year. I am mostly indifferent to this holiday, but the thing that annoys me about it is the fact that women, at least the one's I live with, get waaaaaay too into it. The girls in my dorm seem to wait for it all year. It has been discussed at length for some time, which confuses me. Why exactly? Are those cheap little hard teddy bears you get from unimaginitive cheap little boys validation that yes, you mean something as an individual? It's worth investigating.

My most memorable Valentine's Day was freshman year. I recieved/gave the following Valentine's:
--Broken mirrors splattered with blood (yes, I know, but it was so very goth at the time!)
--Cracked china doll heads (don't ask me what that was supposed to be about)
--Barb wire hearts (with the words: Love is suicide taped inside)
--Spider poison ring (the darkness! the horror!)

Wasn't that terribly dark and alternative of me and my friends? Jeez, goth kids can be such tools.