Last Friday my lovely boss asked me if I would hate her forever if she asked me to work late on Valentine's Day. I told her it was fine. She asked me if I was sure. I told her that it would take an act of God to get me Valentine's Day plans at this point and I would just be home watching Oz.
So now I am working late Valentine's Day and then I will go home and watch convicts sexually assault each other and then maybe have some fajitas.
Do not say that my life is not fraught with spice and romance.