I have always wanted to keep a diary, like Bridget Jones or some English lady whom I imagine immersed in embroidery and reading to keep diaries of confessions and porno letters.
So here I am decided to keep a virtual diary using as a basis my new condition of single hardened in search of the 'right man.
Not the perfect one only the non-psychopathic one.
And what better day to start this diary than Valentine's Day?
And I will not be here to bore you about the origins of the party and who was Valentine's Day, today this party is in use and creates some serious inconveniences.
Among the singles there is that it is beaten highly and those who suffer and rosica, the latter usually develop a strange disease that makes him postponed states of hatred towards the lovers on Facebook.
Everyone decides how to celebrate Valentine's Day and I decided to spend it with the people I love.
Choc and side.
No, I was joking.
In my case the plan is the following, wine, red, good.
Computer, new tv series, why not westworld? I need something grim for the party of love!
Romantic dinner, me and me and liters of blood on the screen.
Probably made from juicy spaghetti saikebon!
The cat my faithful companion and man of my life will stay with me to keep me company and for his infinite loyalty and constancy in not abandon me deserves a double dose of food!
Single, cat and drunk.
Here's the plan and it does not matter if it's not romantic, it's beautiful all the same.
And as a famous poet said "Of wine, of poetry or of virtue: as you like, but get drunk."
Happy Valentine's Day to all!
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