After 25 years, I finally have something to do on Valentines day. While I’m excited to go to this debate, I’m beginning to have a bad feeling about my perpetual residency in singledom. On the upside, it’s called Friendship day in Finland so the realization that I’ve acquired the regular habit of eating chips for dinner doesn’t evoke self-deprecation quite as fast as if it were Valentines day. This new spin on the holiday’s name is really enabling my bad eating habits.