And so another Valentimes day comes and goes, like so many colored blocks paired into three's and then disappearing into a nameless void. Hopefully it wasn't too bleak for some of you out there without anyone courting for your affections. The rest of you, with any luck, have secured someone to share love with and are enjoying another evening of passionate, if mildly disappointing, consensual sexual congress.
So from me: Have another Heppy Valentimes Day.
I leave you with this wonderful quote I found on VGcats, regarding the very definition of Love.
|ᶘᵒᴥᵒ ᶅ Lolo and Lola ᶘ ᵒᴥᵒᶅ|
"Definition: 'Love' is making a shot to the knees of a target 120 kilometers away using an Aratech sniper rifle with a tri-light scope. Statement: This definition, I am told, is subject to interpretation. Obviously, love is a matter of odds. Not many meatbags could make such a shot, and fewer would derive love from it. Yet for me, love is knowing your target, putting them in your targeting reticle, and together, achieving a singular purpose, against statistically long odds."