  My plans for Valentines Day? Or should I call it by its proper name in the parlance of yours truly, Sublimate Your Desires Day. A little manual labour in the yard (pictures to follow) and maybe a nice run to substitute for a want for another form of hard, rhythmic breathing.
And shoot, why not take the rabbit out and play with him for a while? Bryan: Howd the convo go yesterday with whatshisname? Me: Eh. Sick of rehashing. Waste of energy. Bryan: Did you call him a silly queen? Me: Right. No, I dropped my pants and challenged him to a pissing contest to settle the dispute. Bryan: Literally? 
