I am So Over February
I don’t know about y’all, but this month has just been brutal. And I’m not saying that because I associate February with Valentine’s Day and I’m all jaded and anti-love–that’s not it at all. In fact, I don’t really have a particular feeling about Valentine’s Day at all. The reason I am dunzo with this awful month is because it’s brought nothing good–work has been crazy, the weather has sucked, I’ve been a weird emotional wreck for both valid and not-so-valid reasons, and Justin Bieber cut his hair.
There wasn’t even really anything good offered by pop culture! Sure, it’s award season, but it’s been pretty stale. Well, okay, Arcade Fire did win a Grammy and that was exciting, but that excitement has abated. And there was new Banksy and that was fun, but now that’s kind of over too. Not even the (short) month-long promise of $5 foot-longs at Subway has lifted my spirits. I now realize that I haven’t partaken in the $5 foot-longs at Subway this month. Perhaps that’s my problem.
Anyway, not that I want to wish time away, but I cannot wait for this horrible month to end. Because then it will be March.
Ahhhh, March. You better be good.