Valentines tomorrow, i'd like to be able to say i'll be spoilt rotten, get floods of cards/flowers/presents sent to me and told i love you by at least 3 different men...realistically i'll be going out and getting blind* drunk with Sherri and James.

*Blind drunk, hardly...i have 20 pounds to my name. Pre drinking wine at home it is then. One moment while i be sick at the thought...