I have to admit, for the first time in recent memory, February did not suck. At all. In fact, this past month has been the single best February in my life. Really! Even as a little kid i never built a fort to rival the one me and my main wiener man built the first weekend of the month. He also threw a party that kicked all of the asses. I've seen tons of live music. Besides my fuck-tooth, i had no major illnesses or accidents. I was thrust into an unplanned meeting that turned out to be just fine. I kicked butt at work at a time when i was really needed. The really, really stupid douche-girl at work just stopped showing up and ruining everything all the time. No one died, or was born dead. That's the biggest thing. And, this was the first time in 12 years that i did not break down and become consumed in grief.
So, yeah...maybe February isn't the worst.
But, more likely, it's a trick. We'll just have to wait and see.