Feb. 14th, 2007

hells_half_acre: (gabe)
The first Valentines I knew Gabe, he had just ended a relationship and wasn't in the best of moods. A week before Valentines Day, Gabe declared that he didn't want anyone to remind him it was Valentines Day when it came, and that he was probably just going to hide. When February 14th rolled around, I didn't mention anything about what day it was. We also downloaded a game called Liero.

We spent the whole day as tiny worms armed to the teeth, swinging on grappling hooks, and killing each other repeatedly. At one point Gabe threw a "Big Nuke" at my worm. It caused my worm to scream as it exploded into a hundred gory pieces. Gabe looked over at me with a hug smile on his face, rubbed his hands together in excitement, and said "THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER!"

*   *   *   *

A week ago, while I was surfing the web, I came across something exciting. Gabe took me out to dinner that night, and I told him what I had found.

"On February 14th, there's a documentary playing at Concordia. It's about slavery. Do you want to go?"

"Sure! That sounds fun."

"That's what I thought when I heard about it. I mean, it's a documentary! About Slavery! On VALENTINES DAY!"

"Perfect!" Gabe said, smiling.

*   *   *   *

Yesterday I was trying to explain to Gabe the difference between having sex with a friend, and being in a relationship, and how one is not necessarily the other.

"So, it's like a friendship, but upgraded?" Gabe asked finally, while he inspected the side of his face he had just finished shaving.

"Exactly"

"Lucky for us, our friendship is so old that it is UN-UPGRADABLE!"  He declared. I laughed at the finality of his statement.  He smiled at me in the mirror, "We've got the SuperNintendo of friendships."

"Perhaps, but it's a classic" I replied.

*   *   *   *

Really, anyone I date is going to have a hell of a time trying to understand what I want to do on Valentines day.  Quite honestly, I feel more appreciated when someone wants to accompany me to see a documentary on slavery, or when someone completely forgets what day it is because they are having too much fun. As XKCD said, love is complicated enough. I think on Valentines Day, we should just be ourselves, and I've never been one for romance.
hells_half_acre: (Mount Carleton)
Turns out the date on the advert had been wrong for the documentary. It had played on Monday, not today, and we missed it. "So...Valentines Day Dynasty Warriors?" Gabe asked, as we walked back across the street to our apartment. It was obvious I was pretty disappointed, even when I agreed to Dynasty Warriors.

"Do you want to punch the next person who comes out of the elevator?" Gabe asked, and then punching nothing with a comically angry look on his face, shouted "IT'S BECAUSE OF YOU THERE'S NO SLAVERY!"

Well, it's hard not to be happy after that. Later, Gabe left for work.

"Good luck!" I said.

"Good luck? What the...?" Gabe looked at me like I was insane.

"I'm running out of things to say to you when you leave for work. I thought I'd give that one a try." I replied.

"Well, don't use it again."

About five minutes after he left, I heard the elevator again, and he walked back in.

"What manner of superpower is this!?" He said, dumping a handful of hershey's kisses in my hands, "You've replaced my access card with candy!" After routing through a pair of pants in his room for his access card, he headed out the door, "Good luck!" he yelled over his shoulder.

Yup, even without documentaries on slavery, I can't complain about my Valentines day.

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