Wrong. I'm sitting here in the building 12 Athena lab with Swiss chocolate and a gallon of milk (hey, I had to have something to pretend to myself that I wasn't going to the grocery store just for chocolate) (and why I stopped in an Athena cluster on my way back as my milk gets warmer is an unrelated, dumb story). If chocolate were the true spirit of Valentine's Day, this would be a sweet one.
My theory: the true spirit of Valentine's is misery, and the only people who actually enjoy it are the elementary schoolers too young to understand that they're miserable. See? You're rubbing off on me. =P
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My theory: the true spirit of Valentine's is misery, and the only people who actually enjoy it are the elementary schoolers too young to understand that they're miserable. See? You're rubbing off on me. =P