Quickly, my least favorite day of the year approaches --Valentine's Day -- and to some it's a holiday. My usual ritual is watching Wedding Singer and wishing I had it in me to be happy for people out celebrating instead being my typical self and looking for the silver lining by thinking things like, "It could be worse, I could be married to an Elvis Impersonator.", "It could be worse, I could be married to some guy who screws around on me all the time (which some women would consider a blessing from stories I hear about women over a certain age).", "It could be worse, I could have lost a limb in a terrible accident this morning.", etc. It's silly to be that way
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