on Saturday (my first Valentine's day with a sweetie) I was awoken to the sound of violent pounding on my door at 7am. it was of course who everyone wants to see at that time of day on that particular day... my slumlord and his monkey electricians. i begged them to go away. they refused. i crawled back into my bedroom distraught and disabled. it was either that or go to the kitchen make them all strawberry heart-shaped pancakes and give them all blow jobs.

instead we've decided my apartment has long since passed its expiration and its time to move.

i know in chicago i'm entitled to only one of two things - electricity or plumbing - and since neither of those two are functioning in my home anymore i will have to bid it adu and move on to more reliable pastures.

the rest of valentine's was wonderful to say the least. ever thought about how many people out there are doing the adam and eve all at the same time? as my boyfriend described it - "Its like a holiday of the flesh!" he said with the glimmer of death metal in his eye.

we had a nice conveniently located (downstairs) sushi dinner which was laced with EXTRA crack and ecstasy (thanks!)

today i indulged in two heart-shaped, chocolate-filled, limited edition, collectors Elvis tribute tins just because they were too cheap to let chocolate like that go to waste. the rest were all dietary Atkins friendly low carb no sugar chocolate tins. mmmmm...