A Very Zombie Valentines Day

The calendar is telling me that this weekend is Valentines so it is probably expected of me to write about love, and chocolates, and flowers, and jewelry, and all of the fancy stuff....


I could write about all of that but if I'm being honest, I've never been one to really celebrate that particular holiday. Truth be told, I've only ever celebrated Valentines with a date once, eight years ago and only because he decided to surprise me after we had both agreed we didn't care much for the day and were not going to celebrate. Granted the homemade burgers and the cake he made were absolutely delicious and I still dream about those burgers, but why celebrate on a specific day when you could show the people you love how you feel every day?

 And let's face it, the internet is already going to be so full of either "Yay it's valentines!" lovey dovey's or "It's just a stupid corporate holiday!" nay sayers.

 So no, this post will not drag on about love, instead, it shall be about brains. Or rather, braiiiiiiinnnnnssss. That's right, this post is about zombies. Why? because not everyone loves valentines, not everyone has a date this year, and sometimes those independent people need a little distraction. So I share with you in this post, my little breakup/single lady secret. Zombies. Lots and lots of zombies.

 It started back in college, I had just had a falling out with someone very dear and special to my heart and my best friend came to my dorm room to cheer me up with a whole bunch of finger food snacks and an offer for whatever kind of distraction my sad heart needed. I decided, what better way to feel better about having my heart broken and feeling vulnerable than to watch a movie with a strong leading lady kicking ass. Who comes to mind and in what role? Milla Jovovich in Resident Evil of course! The idea was a success, and also prompted me to watch Fifth Element for the sake of good old nostalgia.

 From then on, anytime I was feeling truly blue, or even just when valentines came around to visit my independent single, sorry ass, oh look, a Resident Evil marathon!

 My point in all of this is, it's just a day. No one can decide what that day means to you but yourself. If you want to celebrate with happy hearts and chocolates, have at it! If you want to feel strong and independent, power to you! If you want to kill zombies, don't forget to make it a head shot and never neglect the double tap!

 Personally, I'm not sure how I'll be celebrating Valentines this year beyond having to work that day. What I do know is that a couple days later there's going to be a lot of chocolate on sale ripe for the picking, now that's a concept I can get behind!

 What will you be doing this February 14th? Have any fond memories or past experiences? You know the drill! Comment or email them in. 

Happy Valentines/Zombie day Bros and Bras!

Cheers!
The Bra Street Rambler

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