bee bee see wrote:I'm spending the afternoon in the company of my cousin and his first girlfriend, and then going back home to do nothing.
Bizarre.
Are you sure your cousin actually wants you to be hanging round with him and his new girlfriend? If he does, then he's obviously a LOT more tolerant than me. I'd tell you to fuck off and get your own girlfriend to spend time with on Valentines Day.
Although, thinking back to Valentines days of years gone by - they've been weird. I particularly remember about three years ago spending the day shopping by myself in Cardiff and going home. The girlfriend comes round at about 8pm and promptly disappears into the bathroom for about an hour. In the meantime, I cooked a pizza and was happily munching that and watching Britain's Best Sitcom. The girlfriend comes into the room dressed like a hooker with fishnets, corset, blonde hair in pig tails and tonnes of make-up. I said "Oh, you look nice" and carried on watching the telly. She got in a mood for some reason and then demanded I take her out. So I did.
I took her to a club in the city centre where she got totally pissed and proceed to get up on the stage next to the DJ box and get her tits and arse out to the cheering crowd of hundreds. I don't know what happened next as I buggered off home!