Once again I am fortunate that Lani and I could hardly care less. We're all in favor of romantic dinners out and evenings spent together. Just not because a saints day for an 1800-years dead monk (and we don't even know for sure which one) was given increased popularity by a 600-years dead novelist.
But to those who will be in some day recognizing the day I hope it is great. For those who will be disappointed by the effort of another coming up short of your desires, I hope you kick the bum to the street and burn their clothes in a display of frustrated amour.
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