I have two pillows on my bed at all times. One of them is for sleeping; the other one is for pillow fights! I am a hopeless romantic, but I hate Valentine’s. Is that weird? I am a hopeless romantic … but never one or the other. Being hopeless is

Valentine’s Day makes me want to punch myself in the face.  It also makes me want to punch everyone else in the face (especially cute couples’”they’re the worst).  But how to justify random acts of violence on the stupid day of love?  Clearly the geniuses behind The Great San Francisco