February 14, 2005 Broken I have a V.D. Card for all of you who are single and just don't want to deal with the holiday. I've sent it to just about everyone, including people at work, because I'm inordinately proud of the fact that I created the heart by myself, in Illustrator. It's not such a big deal, I know, because cutting up objects in Illustrator isn't that hard, but it's something I hadn't mastered up until now. The poem? Yeah, it's lame, but it was 7:30am, and I was working on three and a half hours of sleep. Anyway, it kind of sums up the way I feel about the holiday. Even when I've had someone to share it with, Valentine's Day has always been a bit of a disaster. I had an entire concept for today's entry, going with the Valentine's Day theme. I worked with colors and graphics, got a "look" for the page for today, and had some stories lined up to tell you. I even managed to have something of a date tonight, meeting with Robert for dinner at the Cheesecake Factory after work. However, I'm no longer in the mood to write about that anymore. I suppose a better writer would just suck it up and work past it, but I guess I'm not a better writer. I can't go into my personal site and pretend that everything is okay when it isn't, cover up the bad spots when they happen. That said, I can't tell you why I'm not writing that much tonight. It involves someone I love very much who reads this journal, and I'm afraid to say anything about what happened, because it was pointed out to me that I don't think before I say things, and that it affects other peoples' lives in a negative fashion. My word count is going downhill. I'll be back tomorrow. As of tonight, the broken heart theme is appropriate. I'm going to bed now.