valentine's day

I woke up to discover that Rachel had made orange rolls for everybody for breakfast.

So I ate an orange roll and...

um, a piece of dark chocolate cheesecake. At 8:30 in the morning, I am so not joking. What else is a girl to do on Valentine's Day?

I arrived at work to discover a bag of Lindor truffles with my name on it sitting on the table. Yeeah.

I got chocolates and all that jazz for my roommates and sealed them in #400 cans. I ran home to drop them off, and found that my home teachers had gotten Emily B. and me a chocolate cake with the words TEXT ME. So funny. Inside jokes=mah fave. 

My boss couldn't stay for lab meeting, so she declared that one hour party time. I got paid to eat raspberry sherbert, pralines and caramel ice cream, chocolate chip cookies, and brownies for an entire hour. And watch Modern Family and Kid History. 

Pretty epic Valentine's Day for a single lady, ay?

Except for now I'm sitting in the periodical section of the library, listening to my Love Songs station on Pandora. And reading about and trying to write this paper on genocide. It's a little weird.