Let's just start off by saying that Valentine's Day ain't normally my thing. One trip to Shopper's Drug Mart (aka Pharmaprix) is enough to make me queasy. The red boxes, the heart shapes, the spend-if-you-love-someone attitude... please.

But anyway, a bunch of people from my apartment building are always organising things for us to do, like pot luck dinners, skating on the canal, beer nights, etc. Which is cool, because I'm way too lazy to organise stuff myself... I mean, sitting on my ass watching TV can only take me so far, right? RIGHT? *blank stares*

Well... let's assume so.

We all had to pick the name of someone from a hat, and give Valentine's gifts to that person throughout the week. And it's exactly like a Secret Santa, in that you can't tell the person who you're sending it to. Needless to say, some people got a little carried away.

bc jon opened the door one morning and saw a box of Wheat Thins with his name on it. It had chocolate hearts stuck on. Alright, that's strange, but what was inside? A video tape about Roller Derby Wars... no, that makes NO sense whatsoever.

Peter's gift to Nathan - a HUGE 3' X 2' card with letters cut out saying:

There were also plans to steal all of Nathan's underwear. ALL of it.

As for what I got Jeff upstairs? I had to bite my lip at the store when I was paying. I took a can of corn, removed the label, put masking tape on the can and wrote 'mystery love food'... Oh, I also gave him a can opener too. I bought a musical Valentine's day card with the words 'Pour toi, mon amour' on the top, and a married couple from the 70's on the front.

And yes, I wrote 'I HEART JEFF' on everything.

I also helped out with my roommate's gift. bc jon was arranging his gift, a plate full of twinkies. He comes into my room...

jon: *moves my kb over* yo, help me with this.
me: what the...
jon: i need a nice arrangement. you're an engineer, help me.
me: i refuse to take part in this. *watches him fiddle with it* no, see that's all wrong. let me try.
(after 15min of trying arrangements)
me: what the heck are we doing?! *laughing*
jon: shhhh... i think i've got it.
me: *hangs head*

I waited all week for my gift. And I have to admit that in some sick and twisted way, I was disappointed to have to wait so long for some lewd jape, surely laced with sexual innuendo. I craved the attention of a lame joke - gimme! But on Friday after work, I came home and at the front door was a six of beer. With photos of lingerie models around it, and one male model with a dialog bubble saying 'How YOU doin'? I have massive red balls.' errr... there were Hershey's Kisses glued in all the *ahem* appropriate places.

That is all.