The look on my face says it all…Valentine’s Day sucks! You know, maybe I shouldn’t start this one off so negatively, let’s try that again. Fuck Valentine’s Day Happy Valentine’s Day everyone! I know V-Day is just about over and by now everyone should be getting close to the third leg of Valentine’s evening, this is about the time that the third leg rises and the panties get to dropping. Unfortunately, your boy R.E. hasn’t enjoyed VD in any shape, form or fashion. I spent all day driving back to Atlanta from TJ’s DJ’s in Tallahassee and I’m really just getting settled. There’s still time for me to make some V-Day magic happen but I’m packing for my trip to Nawlins for All-Star weekend, I’m tired and after I’m done, I’m gonna call it a night. So like I said, Valentine’s Day sucks!

I didn’t even have a Valentine. Well, Necole Bitchie said she was gonna be my Valentine but after I saw her text message to Sickamore and found out Necole is Sick’s “cyber wife,” I was crushed and pretty much backed off that whole situation. Damn, I really thought I was gonna be able to have all of this to myself (well, at least one day):

I had my e-card and gift ready for her too. But it is what it is. I can’t even get a Valentine on the internet, ain’t this some sh…

But I still don’t think this Valentine’s Day was worse than last year’s. See, last year…yeah…what had happen was…I sent two girls V-Day flowers. I didn’t mean to but it just kinda happened. And a few days later, they both found out about each other’s gift and both of them pretty much told me to fux off. I mean, damn, it’s the thought that counts…right?

Anyways, it’s still “Love Is For Suckers,” so I’m not worried about today. Tomorrow I’ll be in the Big Easy, chillin’ on Bourbon Street, I can’t complain.

And to all my lovely lady readers out there, I’m dedicating this Jagged Edge song to you all because it’s one of my favorite “cake azz nucca” songs. I know I’m always screaming “Love Is For Suckers,” but when it comes to my female readers, I love ya’ll.