You guys are awesome.
Belle: Hmmm... that is a rough birthday. We can always compare scars at the ASAs this year.
Erin: I can just see the inscription: My dearest Erin, Words cannot express how deep my affection for you runs- about as deep as my loathing for consumerism, though. Yep, definitely that deep. Damn the man.
Jeff: Funny you should mention my hangups on gender/sexuality. I think the same way about you and eating meat. Seriously, man, just let go!
Anonymous from a Distant Land: Happy to have brightened up your day, but don't get TOO used to it. If I start getting all positive... well... things will be weird.
Tina: Woo-hoo! I get a day named after me, and all I have to do is help Tina overthrow the U.S. Government. That should be easy enough. Then again, Valentine's Day already seems to be pretty full of drek, so the name-change is probably unnecessary.
As it turns out, I ended up at a sportsbar for the evening, courtesy of a few of my very good friends. This included the hypothetical roomie, the hypothetical roomie's girlfriend, my officemate, and the non-annoying guy, who is referred to as such because he seems to think he's been annoying me lately but really hasn't been. Here's a tip, so long as we're on the subject: I'll readily concede that I am easily annoyed, but I am also less than subtle. If you're actually annoying me, I doubt you'll have any trouble telling. Y'all are the best, thank you.
Although that discussion about the one-legged woman on the bus who could lick her own ass was a bit strange.