"Love, like mayonnaise, is a texture thing"

That last post was kind of weak, but I seem to have already blamed another post on the weather so I guess I can't use that as my excuse. How unfortunate.

(This is the part where the reader asks why I do not just remove the post. The answer is not that I have promised myself not to remove anything I have to say at the moment as a sign of integrity, but rather that I am ridiculous).

As to not be one of those people whose titles have nothing to do with what they actually have to say, I feel like I should approach the above topic. Do you want my thoughts on mayonnaise? Probably not. Love? I doubt it. Probably a good thing, because 1). I don't know how much I want to say about it, and 2). I really just liked the quote a lot. Since it's that particular day in February next week, love and its various appendages are pretty much unavoidable. I will do everything I can to avoid them, though, because of all the studying and writing and reading and not breathing that day will involve for me. But right now, I could make a pretty solid case for its texture being that of water vapor when what I want is the texture of bare skin.

This was also pretty weak. Did you notice how nice out it was today?