Table for one...

I have been debating whether or not to post a negative blog about Valentines Day.  Truth of the matter, I am not sure I want to be in a relationship, but it would be nice to have some annoying guy harass me for plans tonight.  My track record with Valentines' Day (or relationships, for that matter) isnt that stellar.  

Its not that I dont want a relationship, it just seems that everyone that I want a relationship with doesnt want to be in one with me.  I admit that I am terrible with first impressions, but I would rather have a point-of-view and personality over being boring and agreeable.  I dont like to "date", I think its really annoying to sit at a dinner or drinks and talk about yourself as if you are on "Inside the Actors Studio".  I love the point that you know that you are not interested in the person with whom you are dining with- at that point you need to make the decision to get wasted or to be responsible and get the hell out of there.  I typically get wasted and see what outrageous things I can get away with.  

I never get going to the movies with a date.  Doesnt seem to make sense, sitting there in complete silence next to a stranger watching a two-hour film.  What makes this experience even worse is having to hold someones hand for the entire film.  The thought of it makes me insane and gets my hands sweaty.  The dinner date is a bit more my speed, however this becomes a game, I sit there and analyze their every action.  All I know is that there are a few types of people that I will not date: vegans, people who dont drink and anyone who is ugly.

In my 27 years, I have had a series of relationships, obviously none of them have worked out. However, I believe that you grow and learn about yourself with each experience and person that you are in a relationship with.  I have learned that I hate Britney Spears and thinks that no grown man should own her calendar (let alone hang it on his wall), that I liked receiving flowers on my birthday (and then later calling the florist to find out how much the arrangement was- $225), that you should never date a psychiatrist because they are much crazier than you will ever be (and constantly being told medical terms is not a turn-on).  And finally, I have learned that it is ok to fall in love and maybe even better to have your heart broken.  

So this Valentine's Day, I am not going to be bitter, maybe I will just go see a movie and take myself out for a drink.  I wont have to worry about holding anyone's hand or telling them that I was born and raised in Florida- like I get it, your grandparents live there.

Clean it up kids,

Dan