Now that's it's over, I'm gonna say some shit about Valentine's Day (for which I've no interest in cming up with a funky nickname for, beyond "V-Day").

Anyway, mine wasn't bad. I worked, of course, and sold a fuckton of cards and candy to last-minute shoppers. Aside from embarrassing myself by setting off the alarm to the perfume/cologne cabinet, things went pretty well. Despite getting only 4 hours of sleep before going in, I didn't actually feel all that tired. I did, however, sack out at 2am. Chatted with a few folks online and even fielded a couple phone calls. A few folks, who shall remain nameless, did an espcially good job of making me feel liked and wanted yesterday and it felt good. (Still does, actually.) They rule.

All righ, time to get some breakfast and maybe catch up on on BSG. See what this whole relaxing before work thing is like.