I'll be reading The Arizonan's landmark work on the subject.
I'm kind of confused about what you mean there.
Anyways, I've had the best Valentine's Day in years. I didn't have to go to work or school for that matter, meaning I got to screw around and enjoy myself. And none of this crossing the International Dateline from the Eastern Hemisphere on the fourteenth of February crap. I went to see Jupiter Ascending. The best part is that I didn't even have to go to work the following day, meaning that I could've gotten wasted on shots of vodka if I wanted to do so.