Tag: varentines

I have been made unhappy

~ dannyhong ~ Leave a comment

And I am disappointed with all involved parties and factors that have led to this unfortunate state of being.  Dare I say, I am harboring some resentment, which we all know it not necessarily the healthiest thing to be doing, but feelings like this don’t happen unless we believe it to an extent, no matter how much we try to rationalize and look at it with a level head.

My life is going nowhere.

And this has nothing to do with it being Valentine’s Day tomorrow.  Contrarily, I’m actually a romantic at heart and was thinking of writing something thoughtful and slightly bittersweet tomorrow, but I have a feeling my mood’s been too shit on, and I’m not going to want to anymore.

An obligatory Varentine’s Day post

~ dannyhong ~ Leave a comment

I use the term “obligatory” because honestly I’m starting this post without my idea of what I’m going to write, but I feel like writing something anyways, so I’m taking a stab at it regardless.

I’m single, and I’ve been single for the better part of the last, shit, seven years. Since then, my life as it pertains to romantic pursuits has been as sporadic as locust swarms, and if that analogy’s too discreet, it’s to say that I have gotten very, very little activity over a long period of time. It’s impossible for me to say that there’s really anyone to blame for this drought but myself, as I’d be the first to admit that I have as much game as the Sega Saturn, to which if that analogy is too obscure, it’s to say that I’ve got very little game, period.

Continue reading “An obligatory Varentine’s Day post” →

Happy Varentines Day, or something like that

~ dannyhong ~ Leave a comment

This is not going to be one of those posts.

Where I glamorize my single status, and brag about how much money I’m saving not going out to a fancy dinner or buying lavish gifts for the woman in my life.  Where I act as if I were the Scrooge of St. Valentine’s, and put up a macho front about how I don’t need it, and it doesn’t need me.   Where I expend an extraneous count of words to describe how depressed I am because there’s nobody in my life in that way.  Where I make bold statements and predictions that next year will not be spent alone.

No, this is a post where I say I brought in Varentines Day, as the clock passed midnight nursing bottle after bottle of booze in the company of good people, while feeling good about dressing nice for a night out.  I laughed a ton, drank a little more than would be deemed necessary, and had a fun time.  Nothing pessimistic about that.

But since I’m still a romantic at heart, I’ll get in the Varentines mood, and share this little story, a post I wrote a little while ago, but didn’t post it, because I was in the midst of switching to my WordPress.

Continue reading “Happy Varentines Day, or something like that” →

Photos: Snow, Art, Varentines

~ dannyhong ~ Leave a comment

As has been the norm since the start of 2010, if there was ever any snow to fall, it would happen strictly on the weekends, thus putting a damper on things.  Now despite the fact that that adage has only applied to my out-of-state travels, the snow managed to finally hit Georgia, creating this beautiful winter wonderland, for about a day.  But it wasn’t enough to stop the rest of the weekend’s activities, which included an art gallery show, and the preemptive Varentine’s Day Prom.

Continue reading “Photos: Snow, Art, Varentines” →

Romance in the air, or something like that

~ dannyhong ~ Leave a comment

It’s Valentine’s weekend, and as anyone who knows, I’ve been single for the better part of the last four years.  I’ve been on fewer dates than I have fingers in that time, but for the most part, I’ve been fairly indifferent to the concept of romance in my life.

Sure, I get ronery every now and then, but the feeling usually is gone by the next day, or when the next shiny distraction takes my mind off the feelings.  But the fact of the matter is that no matter how chauvinistic, tough, or invincible I may act from time to time, there’s still a great big softy behind the asshole-ish exterior I stand behind a lot of the time.

So in the loose spirit of a commercialized occasion, I’ll share a little bit of softy stuff, just to prove that I’m capable of acting human from time to time.

Continue reading “Romance in the air, or something like that” →