chapotraphouse

my ~~V~~Pale~~n~~stine's day was lovely, spent it studying with interspersed thoughts of patriotism

alone

Ate way too much sushi

Cooked some curry, played video games and mentally prepared myself for work tomorrow night.

Had a dumb argument with my partner the day before. We spent Valentine's day making an effort to send appreciative messages to each other, but otherwise feeling very sad and awkward about it. It wasn't great fun.

I also worked 9 hours on dumb stuff making rich people richer.

Nothing special.

I'm not in a relationship, not a fan of Valentine's day (Wales has its own saint dedicated to love/sick animals and I prefer to observe that one instead), but most of all I've been ill all week.

Went to cool yuppie bars with my spouse after my super wages labor aristocracy job, then hung out with the animals

My partner and I bother forwarded each exactly one Happy Valentine's Day pic we found from Google. Neither of us can be arsed.

First part of the day, killing rats and removing their hearts and livers before handing them to my partner to remove their intestines. I have a weird job.

Second part of the day, my partner made us a delicious dinner of Cornish hen and potatoes cooked in duck fat, and played Hatoful Boyfriend together. It was a very cute night. Also she got me some packets of wildflower seeds which I like to spread around which is so thoughtful and I love her so much.

I spent mine working the closing shift as a cashier per usual

Working very very hard at a restaurant

I spend half of it sleeping after I accidentally ate a dab thinking it was a gummy the previous evening. I had so much anxiety I couldn't sleep so I crashed hard once I felt fine the next day.