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Hank is being "unromantic." A huge sin considering we are supposedly going to celebrate valentines day today since Ursula's b-day party is tomorrow. Bleh. He couldn't think of things to do aside from go out to dinner which he can't afford because he lost all his money gambling. He should have been saving up for at least a month to buy me diamond earrings or something. Doesn't matter that I don't *want* diamons earrings - it is the thought that counts. I would be happy if he simply took the time to go over to Fred Meyers and buy me a pair of really on sale 1928 earrings for $2, hid the price, and gave them to me. Because then he would be thinking about me and spending the time to select something for me instead of showing a complete lack of any sort of imagination as well as no desire to do anything. He could frikkin make dinner for me and we could eat it in front of the fireplace or something. He could, heaven forbid, even give me a backrub. Hell, he could just walk into the back yard - not romantic but at least a change. I will probably end up with crappy chocolates since I got mad at him. Better than nothing I guess. Who knows, he may surprise me. SIGH.