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    Who're you spending it with, and doing what? Who d'you want to be spending it with, and - yeah - doing what? If there's nobody in the picture, oh my fellow soloist miserynauts, how will you scrape your wretched lonely bile-fuelled carcasses off the floor and survive the 24hr bombardment of schmaltz the Western World is about to endure? Do you, when it comes right down to it, give a single Figgy Fuck about the whole thing?

    You have 24 hours to convince me, by weight of numbers and strength of example, that either a) Love Is A Many Splendoured Thing or b), Love Sucks the Fatty.

    FIGHT.
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      CommentAuthortaphead
    • CommentTimeFeb 14th 2012
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    • CommentAuthorArgos
    • CommentTimeFeb 14th 2012
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    My partner and I have started a new tradition this year. Every Valentine's Day, we're gifting each other new sex toys. So tonight will be fun, raunchy, and full of new sexy adventures.
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      CommentAuthorAlan Tyson
    • CommentTimeFeb 14th 2012
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    Who're you spending it with, and doing what? - The missus... and the kids since it's half-term, therefore, doing nothing amazingly exciting. However, she did love the, 'Horny Werewolf Day' card and bear. Trust Ariana and Mr Ellis to come up with the only gift/card combo that my good lady has ever truly appreciated on this most pointless annual celebration - And I do mean that in a good way, we both despise Valentines, it's a load of tiny bollicks.

    Who d'you want to be spending it with, and - yeah - doing what? - The missus, going to a pub and a gig and doing nasty things to each other that I won't go into detail over in public. But if I were still single... [WARNING: This thought has been intercepted by the wife - RUUUUUUUUN!]
    • CommentAuthorRenThing
    • CommentTimeFeb 14th 2012
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    Who're you spending it with, and doing what?

    The wife and son, making my wife dinner, putting the kid down, and maybe killing a bottle of wine with the wife while we catch on Who before we go to bed*.

    Who d'you want to be spending it with, and - yeah - doing what?

    My wife and shagging her rotten, taking a breather, evaluating, and then doing it better a second time.

    *Bed != sleep
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    We've just had a romantic family trip to the Explosion! Museum of Naval Ordnance, because nothing says 'I love you' like a day out patting sea mines, torpedoes, 15" shells and atom bombs.

    In a deft 'child occupying' ruse, 15 fluffy mice were hidden round the museum for the kids to spot. My 'amused/appalled' compass is totally bewildered by this, as an Exocet missile with a cuddly mouse on it seems kind of, eh, wierd.

    We are leaving the kids with Mother In Common Law later and going for a curry. And then I'll probably be used ferociously and discarded like a husk, probably with my head bitten off, praying mantis style.

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    • CommentAuthorRenThing
    • CommentTimeFeb 14th 2012
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    @JP

    But what a way to go...
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      CommentAuthorglukkake
    • CommentTimeFeb 14th 2012 edited
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    My plan is to stay at home and do work all day, wait for my roommate to come home and then we will squeal, happy to see each other, and then go back to work. It's how we roll.

    This is my first time being single in 5 years after a 7 year long relationship. We broke up after year 1, at which I spent the evening of the 13th-14th morning traveling by train out to Montauk with two friends so we could climb onto a rocky ridge at the base of the light tower to watch the sun rise over the ocean. It was an amazing, bitterly cold (it had just blizzarded in NYC) and poorly thought out plan. We'd arrived in Montauk at 4am, then proceeded to walk for nearly 3 hours to get to the lighthouse, barely sitting down on the dangerous, slippery rocks in time for the sun to break. But dear gods, if you've ever wondered how people worship the sun, travel through 20 degree windy darkness for 3 hours and then have the sun suddenly raise the temperatures to above freezing in minutes to understand. Oh, and of course once the sun had risen, we realized that we were too exhausted to walk another 3 hours back to town and were magically rescued by an old lady who coincidentally drives out there every morning at sunrise to feed the feral cats and apparently rescue stupid 21 year olds. I wanted to do another snow covered beach adventure this year, but apparently winter released it's load early and we haven't seen an epic snowstorm since October, really.

    The past 5 years have been spent celebrating my ex's birthday. I loved it, because it gave a better meaning to this day, and we could share the day with all our friends and go out to our favourite dive bars that would be emptied out as most folks were at proper establishments with their man and lady loves.

    So this year I'm a bit hurting, a bit nostalgic but ultimately, I fucking love being single. I have been having a blast and am specifically avoiding my man and lady sexual partners to maintain distance (though there is much sending and receiving of filthy photos, because we care) and am more than happy to spend the evening with my one true love, epic work loads that will result in amazing things getting done & released into the world. Fuck yea.
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      CommentAuthorcelan
    • CommentTimeFeb 14th 2012
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    Just got engaged yesterday on our 3rd anniversary. Otherwise, we've declared ourselves non-combatants.
    Oh and this: Love Competition
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      CommentAuthoroldhat
    • CommentTimeFeb 14th 2012
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    Congrats, Celan!

    Spending most of the day alone with nothing really special going on. Was going to get myself some fancy chocolates downtown, but running errands in the suburbs made it so going to work downtown today would be impractical. So I'll pretty much be at home today killing time until I talk with Alan on Skype and go out with the family to the pub, where I intend on having chips, Irish Beef Stew (but then again, I might be up for a Club Sandwich or All-Day Breakfast...) and pint after bloody pint of Guinness.
    • CommentAuthorRenThing
    • CommentTimeFeb 14th 2012
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    @Celan

    Congrats!
    • CommentAuthorArgos
    • CommentTimeFeb 14th 2012
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    congrats Celan!! We can be recently engaged buddies :)
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    @Celan - Congrats, that's great news =)
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      CommentAuthortaphead
    • CommentTimeFeb 14th 2012
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    @celan - Festivities!

    I'm spending my Valentines / Horny Werewolf / Singles Awereness Day proofreading a rather cumbersome text on choreopolitics and Derrida and whatnot, and have long ago forsaken any idea of proofing the semantics of it all. So it's all just syntax to me now.

    What I'd like to be doing is hanging out with friends or possibly the lady I was out on another was-this-a-date-maybe with yesterday, and I'm still kicking myself for not even giving her a hug. I think waiting for me to make a move is her plan for coaxing me out of my insecurity, but the leap is giving me pause. I may have mentioned that I usually need to go about doing things rather quickly or my indecision will kill my momentum, and I'd hate to see that happen. And we're both so damn busy we very rarely get to meet.

    I've never really been a Valentine's kinda guy, but this is my first one as single in... I was about to say "14 years", but it'd be more accurate to say "ever". And that's a bit of a strange feeling, really.

    Here's hoping yours is going well, fellow Chaplains. Vile hugs &c.
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    sleep. work. beer. my plans for the remainder of the day, starting just as soon as I get done trawling through the forum. I've somehow managed to always be single when this holiday rolls around, though I might do something for a girl I've been talking at over the past few weeks if the opportunity arises.
    • CommentAuthorBankara
    • CommentTimeFeb 14th 2012
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    I'm with Glukkake on this one, I will be spending the evening with my true love; my work. The first time i ever got dumped was in primary school on Valentines Day. I don't really hold a grudge but seriously, fuck this day. If you need an invented holiday to be romantic then enjoy yourself but consider that romance is spontaneous and best enjoyed when it arrives unexpectedly and not because the calendar says you must.

    So, love IS a many tentacled thing BUT Valentines Day does suck the fattiest, most scaly, pus-oozing, sore covered pecker in all existence. Just sayin'.
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    Tomorrow I'm buying the engagement ring.

    Last night I gave her Warren's Werewolf card & teddy bear (she kinda knows who he is?) and this morning I made breakfast in bed. Not because it's Valentine's Day, but because she needed to eat breakfast before her root canal appointment. Then I picked her up from the dentist and I'm keeping her drugged for the rest of the day. Tonight I'm cooking cashew chicken & potstickers.
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    My girlfriend bought me a couple of books, a Hoegaarden and was going to cook me a steak dinner but she ended up too ill to do so. Never mind. I bought her some chocolates as I'm a bit strapped for cash. During my single life I despised Valentine's Day, but nowadays I'm sort of forced to participate. I don't mind, I guess. If it were up to me we wouldn't do anything, but the other half likes that sort of thing. Ah well!
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    I was going to avoid it because of above scaly, pus-oozing etc, but then took into consideration that there's a cafe two minutes walk away that sells only cake and ice cream, and thought maybe it could make a useful excuse. Then my lady stayed at work till way too late, so we're just going to go and eat cake some other day instead.