Got in an argument with a goodly number of my friends, probably sabotaged those relationships. Then I went to bed for six hours (I'm counting the argument as happening on Valentine's Day, since it was past midnight). Then I went to breakfast, where it was unbelievably busy, came back to my apartment, and got into a argument continuing the earlier one with one of my friends, which lasted until about three. Now I'm posting on the Escapist, and waiting for my upstairs neighbor (a girl I like romantically) to come down to hang out, while I'm fully aware she's not interested in a relationship (since we've already had that particularly awkward conversation).
You know, the normal stuff.