The cosmos always align to make Valentine's Day intensely miserable for me, and this year held up to that intergalactic truth in spectacular fashion... No, I will not delve into all the gory details. It mainly deals with losing money and being stuck in a heinous class until 9:30pm. Pleasurable, to say the least.

My face is currently falling off, but I'm seeing the first part of Angels in America at the Signature Theatre in about an hour so ultimately everything is okay.