That time of year is upon us again. The time when florists and chocolatiers hike up their prices and card makers try to make us feel somehow unfulfilled because we don’t have a significant other in our pathetic and worthless lives. And all in an attempt to guilt us out of our hard earned money in some fake show of affection. Well, I say fuck that. Take your soppy love songs and cringeworthy Hallmark sentiments and shove ’em where the sun don’t shine, baby! It is time for those of us who are single (by choice or not), for those of…