Love is in the air... and everywhere else.

PDA in Provo has increased exponentially in the past two weeks, to the point where I dread going to any public place that may have the slightest chance that a couple will be there. The best examples I have of this are 1) the gym and 2) the grocery store.  

The GYM?! REALLY?! You have no place better to go than to SIT on the floor in between some treadmills and CUDDLE?! Okay, first of all, there are better things to do with each other to burn calories than cuddle at the gym... you know what I mean. Second, it's just an icky floor. Nasty. And third, why would you WANT to do that? Find a comfy couch, get a blanket and go to a park, sit in your car; there are an incredible amount of options. Sick fools.

Now, the grocery store. This is a very recent experience.. as in it happened about a half hour ago. I was purposefully walking to the various items I needed throughout the store and then BOOM. Oh hey there happy couple standing right in front of the peanut butter. My mistake, not only standing, but mackin' hardcore. He's basically lip-raping her in the middle of the beans/nuts/soups aisle. How romantic!! So sorry to interrupt your personal couple-time, but you're SICK. You can't keep your hands off each other long enough to get some sandwich fixins??? Perhaps you two should divide the list in half so you can be done quicker and get to bedroom that much faster. I know. I'm a genius. 

Don't get me wrong, couples are great. Public displays of affection are okay to an extent. Hold hands - please! A peck on the cheek - sure! Shove your tongue down each other's throat - NO. For the love of all that is holy - KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS UNTIL YOU GET HOME. 

Springtime.. love is in the air... yada yada yada. Combine that with the already ridiculous relationship mentality of (almost) the entire population of Provo and it becomes unbearable. Can't wait to get back home, or anywhere besides here, where things are.. well... normal (comparatively). Gah.