The first day in February has arrived. I don't like February.
The main reason, of course, is Valentine's Day. It's a holiday I can't easily avoid, because it's advertised everywhere—newspapers and radio being the places that I actually pay attention. And, like Christmas and New Year, it's a holiday that does its best to make you feel like crap if you're not with someone. And I never am.
Last year wasn't so bad, because I actually had a date for an upcoming dance, for the first time in years. But this year promises to be as empty and depressing as ever. I hate Valentine's Day.