massacre aftermath

after all my pro-v-day talk, cancelled a dateski last night because i was too sick to leave the apt. got to talk to some pals and fam, though, which was really nice and made me happs.

talked to one (unnamed) friend who had "hit a new valentine's low" while standing behind a romancing couple at the jewel, holding his own cookies and six pack. they were buying all the fixings for strawberry shortcake, including whipped cream, and this infuriated my pal. "you just know they're going to be licking champagne off each other's nips," he said... and he's right.

so, to those guys. i'll go opposite and say it's a new valentine's high. you could run chicago's lights off the energy that could've been harnessed from bangin' last night.