My plans for Valentine’s Day this year included me and Joyce spending the night in a super nice hotel here in Pasadena called the Langham. I got the room all decorated with LED candles and rose petals, put on Valentine’s Day boxers with long chili peppers on them along with a blue shirt and the … Continue reading Valentine’s Day (last part)
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Valentine’s Day (part 1)
So what did I do for Joyce on Valentine’s Day? I knew the thing I didn’t want to do: take her to a restaurant where I’d be surrounded by a bunch of dudes looking totally miserable because their girlfriends were making them jump through a bunch of stupidass hoops. I did that last year. Y’all … Continue reading Valentine’s Day (part 1)
Only 2 Days until Valentine’s Day
Ok, so I have a problem here. What do I do about Valentine’s Day? If y’all look back to when I started my blog, it was to tell the story of the Valentine’s Day nightmare I had with Monica last year. Even in April it was still bothering me, so Sloppy Joe told me to … Continue reading Only 2 Days until Valentine’s Day
The Valentine’s Day Massacre Part 5 (and last)
After getting me in his truck and not telling me where we were going Keaton pulled the truck into a parking lot in a deserted-looking part of Arcadia. I knew the place. I'd been to it before. K*******s. It's a topless sports bar. That's a polite way of saying it's a strip club with a … Continue reading The Valentine’s Day Massacre Part 5 (and last)
The Valentine’s Day Massacre Part 4
Monica ended our Valentine's Day date by telling me she had to be at work early the next morning. The evening had been a disaster, so I was expecting it. Still, that was the most money I'd ever spent on a girl just to get blown off. I got back in the car and drove … Continue reading The Valentine’s Day Massacre Part 4
The Valentine’s Day Massacre Part 2
More of the story of my miserable Valentine's Day this year, after I'd gotten to Monica's apartment and things started going wronger than a monkey driving a lawn mower. Monica went back to finish dressing even before I could hand her the flowers and candy. When she was finally ready (and I was starting to … Continue reading The Valentine’s Day Massacre Part 2
The Valentine’s Day Massacre Part 3
I promised that the evening would get even worse. Here's how it did. We finally got a table, and at least Monica didn’t get pissed off about where it was. She’s done that. I don’t know who she tries to impress, but having to change tables makes me want to crawl under one. It’s a … Continue reading The Valentine’s Day Massacre Part 3
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