I truly don't care about Valentine's Day - and I mean it. (A reminder here about the best Valentine EVER from last year -- still funny!)
As I said to SL a few days back, I'm not secretly wishing for diamonds or something, then plotting a complete freakout when nothing happens. That said, it's awfully nice to wake up to find a bag with loads of Jacques Torres chocolate, and a mix CD. A mix CD!! Boys don't make me mix CDs anymore. I feel like I'm 20. Warm and fuzzy.