Today is a great day in the life of Emily Schnurr. Its a refreshing kind of cold outside. I skipped my 8 o'clock class, and I don't feel bad about it. Valentine's Day is over. I was reminded that life and I have a similar sense of humor last night. The air smells like possibilities, and I might just allow myself a little bit of hope. And, to top that all off, I'm going to see a little boy child that I'm madly in love with in a few hours.

I tried really hard to make yesterday good, because I'm sick of hating the big V-Day. Instead of being depressed that I'm apparently not ever going to be in a relationship that means anything, I figured I would try to be happy for people that had found someone extra special, and be thankful for the insane amount of love that I have in my life. That lasted until like....3 in the afternoon. Then I walked past the office and saw all the flowers...and I slipped back into my usual 'rawr I hate this day' mood. Eh. A for effort.

In Netflix news-Xena is the best show ever. The end.

I should have blogged something on the big To Write Love on Her Arms day thing...but I didn't have my opinion about it well enough organized. So that topic will have to wait until March 11 (one of my favorite things that has happened today was that I got on facebook, and self injury awareness day is an event...and T.J. Hendricks is attending. Like I said, life and I have a very similar sense of humor).

That's all.