Beam Me Up Scottie

So my Valentine's Day went as such: I woke up and had forgotten what day it was until Thales called and asked me what food went well with a berry pie. Me standing in my blue checkered Pajama's, with mascara under my eyes, and a loose pony tail in my hair: I told him I had no idea...after flipping through my "Cooking with Friends" cookbook, and consulting my mother, he had decided. It actually sounded quite good.

I then had tea with my grandparents, enough said. Spending V-day with old people is not on my top ten.

I went over to Brian's where he gave me "Startrek 101," and I got the inside info about his party. We watched a Startrek movie, one with the original cast. It was surprisingly good and funny (Nuclear wessels we need nuclear wessels) He gave me a whole case of Dr. Pepper and told me to drink it all, and pulled out heavily frosted cookies. It was actually a great way to ignore the slump I could have been in, in fact next time I break up with anyone I am going to Brian's.

I left Brian's-and this is where I hit my low- I went to baby-sit. I rang the doorbell walked in and there on the table were candles a heart shaped pizza, raspberry sparkling cider, Campaign glasses, and chocolate. I was a date for a five year old.

This probably would have been devastating if it had not been for the kindness of Sam Cridditen. He gave me a card that not only made me laugh, it made me feel a lot better about babysitting. But as a result I had an OK day, and only stuffed my face with chocolate once.