its valentine's today and sadly it doesn't mean anything to me

By stereopop on Wednesday, February 14, 2001 - 11:40 am:

I second that.

By chris on Wednesday, February 14, 2001 - 11:55 am:

well then, if someone said they love me, then that'll be great *hint hint*

By Eddy on Wednesday, February 14, 2001 - 12:53 pm:

I love you Chris.

By someone's friend on Wednesday, February 14, 2001 - 03:09 pm:

I love everyone

By Someones friends pal on Wednesday, February 14, 2001 - 10:47 pm:

I Love no-one

By BakeSale on Thursday, February 15, 2001 - 09:46 am:

Currently, I neither love (in the romantic sense of the word) nor hate (in the wish they were dead sense of the word) anybody.

By Butter~Girl on Thursday, February 15, 2001 - 10:28 am:

I really think I'm in love with Shaun Ryder because to be honest I met him & he let me give him a blow job backstage at the Big~Day~Out. Then he took me back to his hotel ~ it was called Observation City & it's by the sea (in case for some reason you're eager to dismiss this is as just a demented sexual fantasy) & after taking my new dress off he suggested we sojourn to the jacuzzi for some 'rock'n'roll' (his words). I was about to step into the tub ~ STILL ass naked ~ when Shaun changed his mind and announced, "I wanna fook you oop against t'wall!" which kind of took me by surprise, I can tell you. Oh, and we shared all these Tomazipam. He had four pills, I had two.
Any way, to cut a long story even shorter, it was heavenly, and Shaun is the most manly, powerful lover & he's promised to ring me. No, but he HAS.
If I was one of those exploitative, tacky people, could I sell this to the News of the World? Not that I would. The whole experience was too beautiful to cheapen. I LOVE YOU SHAUN!

By The Occifer on Thursday, February 15, 2001 - 03:06 pm:

Congratulations, Ana! That's fantastic. The more people in this world who get to fulfil their sexual fantasies the better, as far as I am concerned. I spend quite a few hours most days attempting to fill mine - sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't, but it's always worth the effort because when it does work...BOO-YA! Stalking may be tough, rough, dangerous, fraught with potential lawsuits and dog-bites as well as being perfectly illegal in all countries except Albania, but the occasional little death in the hands of a lusted one makes it all worthwhile. And besides, a lot of people fall in love with their stalkers. They grow to like the attention and endless devotion. It certainly makes sense. Personally I'd love a stalker, as long as it was female and she fitted certain pre-arranged specifications. OK, OK, yes, yes, yes, it's true that beggars cannot be choosers, but I AM NOT a beggar! I do have the right to choice!

By Butter~Twirré on Thursday, February 15, 2001 - 05:14 pm:

I didn't stalk nobody but: that really happened to me, Occifer~Person...I shouldn't have squealed about it here though. Mr Ryder (appropriately named, allow me to disclose!!!1) wouldn't be pleased.

But I hear what you're saying. It would be ever so groovy if you could pick your own stalker.

Mr BakeSale, you're one lucky duck to be free of hatred. I used to hate this popular girl who gave me the nickname "Goggle Eyes" and said no boy would ever want to shag me. Despite statistical evidence to the contrary, she really gave me some serious self~esteem issues. I'd lay brooding in my little bed at night, fantasizing about her being killed in a bus on the way to our school. Fortunately, I worked through all that.
Still, I saw her in the street recently, and she'd gotten fat & sort of looked a bit like Anthony Hopkins, except she sort of had a perm; it was absolutely fantastic. One of the few times I can honestly say I "L'dMAO".

By BakeSale on Thursday, February 15, 2001 - 06:43 pm:

Free of hatred, true indeed. Kind of always am, I think. Hatred requires effort. I'm not good at effort, it's an alien concept.

By chris on Friday, February 16, 2001 - 02:48 am:

you can never hate anyone because everyone is nice in their own way.

By chris on Friday, February 16, 2001 - 04:08 am:

Thanks a lot Eddy for kindly letting me know that only one person actually would want to saythey love me when on the net.. come on i don't bite,, well i do sometimes depending when..

By The Occifer on Friday, February 16, 2001 - 01:02 pm:

I just came back here with the sole intention of writing a 10 second disclaimer in regards to my last post. It seems I am a little late though. I was going to say that I wasnt insinuating Butter~person was a stalker, nor was I admitting to being one myself. I just started jabbering about stalkers, that's all. I do like them.

And I didnt disbelieve your story for one second, Ana. Why would I? At the time I was a little curious why you eloquently told it here, but that is beside the point. I was sure you'd have your reasons, and being reasons I was sure they'd be reasonable. It's a nice story anyway. I like it in many ways.

By nat on Friday, February 16, 2001 - 09:09 pm:

sorry, but i need to ask...
who's shaun ryder?

By Lucky on Saturday, February 17, 2001 - 12:27 pm:

Think Happy Mondays, nat. As painful as it may be.

By Chocolate on Sunday, February 18, 2001 - 06:21 am:

Ha Ha

By chris on Sunday, February 18, 2001 - 06:27 am:

Erm, ha ha is indeed very contributive to my topic.
I hope this is not the end of it, even though the topic is a little outdated since Valentine's Day is over.

By Chocolate Cream puff on Sunday, February 18, 2001 - 12:45 pm:

Ha Ha Ha

By indigo on Sunday, February 18, 2001 - 08:00 pm:

i sort of missed Valentine's Day. I only remembered when all my mates came to school wearing black and little "Massacre Valentine's Day" badges in protest. Bit of a pointless day really, although I think some of the teachers appreciated their efforts to remove every trace of fluffy bunnies from the school.

By chris on Monday, February 19, 2001 - 10:02 am:

Well I only know that loads of people went around with a bouquet of roses..
even some lucky teachers got anonymous flowers..
but its over anyway, and I don't particularly look forward to the next one