Moral Relativism

This is my first post in a very long while, as sometimes life is far more exciting than the interwebz.

That being said, woohoo for the few who follow me.

Onwards…

This is a silly, sappy, girly thing to say, but…

This will be the first Valentine’s Day since Sophomore year of high school that I will have absolutely no man who gives enough shits to do something for me.

The next thing may inspire lots of titters or, “gurl, you lie”s, but honestly…

IDGAF.

Truthfully, I have never been more ok with not having to deal with the insanity that is this silly, but oh so fun Hallmark Holiday. The past few months have been filled with a motley crew of men that are laughable, adorable, and seriously questionable. As someone who has had one too many fights on a dance floor (for the record, one is one too many) in recent memory, I can honestly I will enjoy February 14 as what it is- a regular Tuesday spent in my favorite classes. I won’t be reclaiming it for single women, I won’t denounce it for whatever others may think. It’s a lovely day where we’re reminded to appreciate those we care about. I will observe it that way. Y’allbe tripping see it as something else.

However, if anyone with deep pockets wants to know what a conference of womyns* decided was the perfect (and extrvagant) (and cliche) New York Valentine’s Day Date it would go as follows:

1.Dinner at One if By Land, Two if By Sea: easily the most romantic spot in the city

2.Romeo and Juliet the Ballet at the Met

3. Dessert at Serendipity 3

4. Carriage ride through the Park

5. Boinking.

*My friend and I drunkenly walking by the MET and noticing the ad. What can I say? We are a very well informed group.