I am done complaining about it. No more. Why live that way?

Some people are really busy, have kids, or are in a relationship that is stagnant. Even worse, some people neglect their partner. If they take one day to step back from life and hang out with someone they love, even if they have to be reminded to do so, I have no gripes.

It doesn't have to be about the capitalism or the diamonds or the roses or extravagant gifts. I've given great jewelry before just to end up flat on my ass anyway. If that's what the holiday is about, I want no part of it, so I choose to have a different take on things. All that matters is that you spend time together, and whatever that is comprised of doesn't matter to me.

So I think I'm going to perhaps meander on over to a neighborhood martini bar on V-Day and see if there are any single girls to cheer up. Expect success, but if you fail make it funny. If I do fail at least I can have two stiff drinks and stumble home. Shit, I am such a lightweight anymore.

I mean, check it out, even Gary Coleman has someone to love:

's-secretly-been-married/news/6536?nc

Nice job, my friend!

I'm sure it's not manly to admit it, but I was so moved to tears tonight after watching a CBC story about a young Quebec boy, struck by some strange illness, who sang for the Pope in Rome recently.

I saw and heard him talking about how he thanks God that he is alive, and that the best way he can thank God is to sing for the Pope.

It got me thinking, this young boy has such a joy of living, despite his own faults and illness, so how the hell could I possibly maintain such insane thoughts about throwing my own life away, wanting a do-over? It couldn't be more accurately said, it is insane to think that way. What an inspiration! What a gift, what a beautiful lesson this young child has given us!

I wish I could thank him. If it were in my power to relieve him of any and all infirmities, sacrificing part of my own life I would do it in a second. He's taught me something that I'll never forget.

It's good to see so many peeps in love. It makes my blackened, shriveled up heart pulse a little. Anyway since I read (e:Robin)'s post that mentioned the Beach Boys song, I found one of my favorite Beach Boys tracks and decided to share. Brian Wilson could write the hell out of some pop songs!

You're So Good To Me

You're kinda small
And you're such a doll
I'm glad you're mine
You're so good to me
How come you are

You take my hand
And you understand
When I get in a bad mood
You're so good to me
And I love it, love it

You're my baby
Oh yeah
Don't mean maybe
Oh yeah

I know your eyes
Are not on the guys
When we're apart
You're so true to me
How come you are

And every night
You hold me so tight
When I kiss you goodbye
You're so good to me
And I love it, love it

You're my baby
Oh yeah
Don't mean maybe
Oh yeah

You're my baby
Oh yeah
Don't mean maybe
Oh yeah

You're my baby
Oh yeah
Don't mean maybe
Oh yeah

You're my baby