Work once again interfered with the having of a personal life yesterday, so Dylan and I went climbing tonight instead, even though it's Valentine's Day. Me because I'm single and have no reason nor desire to celebrate this holiday that was invented by Satan, and Dylan because Ann let him off the hook. Lucky bastard. I told him he should be very grateful to have such an easy-to-please spouse.

I was of the mind that there would be absolutely no one else at the gym as most people would have obligations of love and romance, but surprisingly there were a ton of folks on the wall. I guess climbers are an unromantic bunch.

Either that, or they just have their priorities in the right place.

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