Holiday

I generally never think about Valentine's Day, maybe because I find it detestable.

St. Patrick's Day, I get. If you're Irish, a day that reminds you that you should be drunk seems reasonable to me.

Thanksgiving? I am one ungrateful son of a bitch. A day reminding me to crawl out of that wretchedness is, again, a reasonably useful one.

But a day that reminds you to love the one you love? Troubling.

The only thing that I do like about the day is the phrase, "Be Mine." It sounds vaguely sinister and threatening. It also sounds like a rather true and authentic description of love.

Allow me to possess you.

Absolutely.