Every year as Valentine's Day comes up, a familiar feeling creeps up on me. It's a mixture, one part "not this again" and one part "gimme some flowers". Like those terrible candy hearts, V Day is simultaneously lovely and terrible. It evokes a nostalgia for elementary school where everyone gets a card. And it also gives me relief that I'm no longer a teenager lonely and alone. Crazyhair is very into this holiday though. She's kinda blah about the "whole chocolate from a lover