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Glad that's over for another year.
Next February I'm going to set up an anti-Valentine's party. We can shoot darts into heart-shaped targets and listen to albums by bands that hate gooey romantic stuff. Like Cupid's Stupid--all their songs are great--and the I Hate Yous and, um-
I'm sure there's loads more bands that hate love that I just can't think of right now.
Anywiz, that's what I'm doing next Valentines.
Next February I'm going to set up an anti-Valentine's party. We can shoot darts into heart-shaped targets and listen to albums by bands that hate gooey romantic stuff. Like Cupid's Stupid--all their songs are great--and the I Hate Yous and, um-
I'm sure there's loads more bands that hate love that I just can't think of right now.
Anywiz, that's what I'm doing next Valentines.
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Although, who knows, maybe both of us will change our minds by next year.
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Hm. Dunno.
Not planning on it, yeah?
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I kind of like that actually.
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None of this 'be mine forever' rubbish.
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Did you see the write up of the Cannons' match with Caerphilly? Jenkins knocked Llewellyn right off his broom with an awesome ricochet shot off one of their Chasers! Totally wizard picture of it in the Prophet, too!
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I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good
She sent me one, y'know. All 'will you be mine' and 'special' this and 'special' that.
And then she's been looking at me all the time!
I don't even-