Well, most everyone. I have always despised this stupid holiday with a passion. It makes me want to just smack everyone I see. Especially when it's all around. I went to go visit my ex today to get some stuff out of the apartment. He says: "I would have gotten you something but... I don't know how appropriate it would've been..." Ok. First of all, even when we were together, or rather when I was with someone, I never got anything. So what the fuck difference does it make whether or not he "would have" gotten me anything. I do agree it probably might have been inappropriate but still. Does he have to say it? Driving home was a fuckin' wreck too. Everyone with their stupid balloons in the back of their car that they cannot see behind and almost crash into me. Not to mention the wind is atrocious. I swear if I were any thinner I'd blow away in it. Yesterday the winds got up to 65 mph! WTF! That's the strongest in this city's history. I wish I would have been around to laugh at all the power outages on the strip. But nope. Don't live close enough anymore... which isn't necessarily a bad thing... God I can't wait to get the fuck out of Vegas and start settling in in Gainesville... blah...
