For those of you out there who are passive aggressive, let the Despair.com bittersweets say it for you. I am particulary fond of the U C my blog heart. Photo courtesy of Despair.com
Photo also courtesy of Despair.com. But you probably guessed that. Because you are smart and proactive. Unlike me.
I’m usually not a very proactive person. When it comes to doing things, I usually don’t. But, since I am passionate about Valentines’ Bitterness, I have made an exception for my Bitter Photo of this week. Valentine’s Day is coming and there is no bitterer holiday than that. It has to do with thinking about others and caring, flowers, candy and restaurant reservations. That is something I am definitely not pro active about.
Since 90% of the people I know either feel forced to do something on that day, don’t celebrate it all, or are bitter because they are single and have to hear a bunch of diamond commercials, I have found a special gift you can give to them. Head on over to Despair.com, which has become such a big inspiration to me in my life and buy your self (or a bitterquaintence) either some Dumped Bittersweets or some Dejected Bittersweets. Either way, you will feel more bitter and that is good for business (of my blog.)
I’m just bitter that I didn’t think of these first because money.
Arrgghhh
Bittermint Ben
Ben's Bitter Blog 
You crack me up!
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Well, Valentines was always my favorite holiday…
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Interesting!
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You make bitter fun! And I still love bitter chocolate!
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I thank for thinking that, while the rest of the world doesn’t. Also, bitter chocolate you can find in spades in Theo’s chocolate in Seattle. See today’s post.
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Love gives me nothing to be bitter about, but I adore the humor. I would actually order a tin of the candies just to give my sweetie-boy and me yet another thing to laugh about.
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Laughter is what makes Despair.com so great. Plus the whole bitterness thing.
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Yes. The perfect meld.
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Love the sayings on the heart treats.
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I wish I could take credit…Stinking despair.com being all funny and stuff…
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I just spent an hour laughing at despair(.com). I’ve shared the link with others who are like-minded. My favorite? The Idiocy poster, the get off my lawn t-shirt, the barbs at government, the…
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I only have seventeen favorites, that I love the best. I wish that I could work for them, just so I could get 5% off the posters.
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This was a different sort of humor but I think I will follow you anyway! You have a great follower in Becca. She cracks me up! Plus, she tricked you!
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There is a bit of humor hiding in there somewhere. Thanks for following despite your instincts to not. And I thank Becca for leading you here. And yes she can be tricky!
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I am going to admit your ‘bitter’ balances my ‘sweet!’ You get me smiling!
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Glad that I could balance out some of the sweet in the world. Some day our bitterness will overpower your sweetness and overtake our bitter rivals.
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Thanks for stopping by my blog, I hope you’ll keep coming back 😉
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Thank you for reminding me what I need to order! Despair.com is one of my favorite haunts, but I totally forgot the bittersweets. Three orders, coming right up. I’m thinking… dejected for my siblings, dumped for me. 😉
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They are obviously a big inspiration for my blog as well as the Onion and others, so why wouldn’t I send some business their way in thanks for making me the bitter person I am today.
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Pass the bitterness around huh? I hated V-day when we stopped handing out those paper Valentines (but I should have hated it then too because we were basically telling every person in the class that we liked them, when we clearly did not), in high school I hated it because as you said I was single and bitter… I can admit it. I think Valentine’s Day is only supposed to be awesome when you are in high school, young in love, and stupid. Then I got a boyfriend by some miracle and his bestfriend died on V-day so he was always MIA that holiday and now Mike and I have done one holiday with the roses and the chocolates and that apparently and agreeably was enough. What a stupid holiday.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH check this out http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=sc_hm_8_balls?ie=UTF8&bbn=3250697011&rh=i%3Acollectibles%2Cn%3A4991425011%2Cn%3A!4991426011%2Cn%3A3250697011%2Cn%3A3311044011&sort=-price&pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&pf_rd_s=center-4&pf_rd_r=12HY3BWTWPP2KEEF2AZQ&pf_rd_t=101&pf_rd_p=1447425742&pf_rd_i=3250697011
That is the suggestion that amazon has for someone to buy the guy they love… Yeahhhhhhhhhhh I am never ever getting someone a signed Babe Ruth baseball, unless that someone is me and it’s from a credible source.
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I can relate. I was the one who got the extra cards left over in elementary school. Why the hell the teacher didn’t just stamp “reject!” on them is a mystery. Best valentine’s day was the time I got flowers (dozens of roses) from my husband and my boyfriend, making everyone in the office seethe–some over moral issues, some over jealousy, and others over the fact that the low person on the totem pole was getting all the good stuff. Flowers die, candy gets eaten, but those faces will be burned into my memory banks until I die. 🙂
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You got flowers from both your boyfriend and husband at the same time?
Faces burning in a jealous rage makes for a good Valentine’s.
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As they say in Minnesota–a place where a Floridian should never dare to tread: You betcha!
Now, I’m content to purchase the reduced price chocolates the day after. Ever had to gulp down cheap chocolate you don’t like in front of a significant-other you’re about to break up with? Life tastes better when you choose your own chocolate.
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I prefer bitter chocolate. I used to live 10 miles away from Minnesota, so I could sometimes feel the You betcha’s in the atmosphere. Life tastes bitter with chocolate.
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For those who are passive aggressive? Perfect! I think I just found what I’m getting my boyfriend for v-day this year.
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You’re getting him a new computer? What a lucky guy!
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You can buy me flowers.
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The only flowers I can afford are bitter, wilted ones. You know the ones that look like weeds and probably are, but I pass off as flowers.
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Awww but those are sweet. I used to pick them for my mama when I was a little girl.
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Even better! Just have your mama pick them and tell you that they are from me. That way I get credit, you will get your flowers and your mom will feel a big part of your Valentines. Plus I get to be lazy.
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Ohhh my momma is not with us anymore. wah wah wahhhhhh. So no lazy for you.
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You tricked me. No more flowers for you.
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:p
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