Valentine’s Day, ugh.

For us single women, it’s a useless holiday we can’t stand. A reminder that we don’t have a significant other to guilt into buying us flowers.

It really doesn’t help that every store is practically throwing up red, pink and purple.

It’s stupid and I hate it.

AND I hate the fact that I still get that twinge of sadness when everyone around me gets flowers and candy, or is making plans for the weekend.

Well, fuck you Valentine’s Day. In true Angry Bear fashion, I made my own Valentine’s Day card.


On a side note, I went out to lunch today with my co-worker, Red. I’m not sure which one of us decided it was a good idea to go to McDonalds, but this happened as we were getting ready to leave the office:

Me: Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!

Red: Just a sec. I need to send this email.

Me: I already clocked out. I’m HUNGRY.

Red: In a second….

Me: Still Hungry here.

Red: What is wrong with you?

Me: My blood sugar drops and I get pissy. You know, Angry Bear. Grrrr……

Red: I’m gonna shoot that angry bear and mount it on my wall if she doesn’t shut up.

Me: Really?

Red: Yes. …Happy Fucking Valentine’s Day.

Me: Awww…. I knew you loved me!