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George Lopez hearts Conan O’Brien.

Britney shows us what she really looks like.

Should you pay for college with a credit card?

50 Cent’s got a secret…and Rufus Wainwright knows it?

What’s with all the scary arms, Hollywood?

I don’t own a card store. I’ve never dated anyone who’d be pulling diamonds out of his pocket, and it’s always been strange to me that we need certain days to prove we love one another.

Sorry about being a screwup for 364 days, honey. Here’s some chocolates and a bear. Let’s make up.

ANYway, all annoyance aside, I’m aware that there are other opinions about February 14th. Some people love this day. Seriously. Can’t get enough. And other people…?

Well, they use it as an excuse to lie on their bed, stare at the ceiling, eat a box of chocolates all themselves, and go all melancholy about why they have no one.

If you’re one of these, have I got the mix for you.

Below is a list of songs guaranteed to help those tears, and dear god whys?!, flow.

Compromise (be a poet about it) – Edie Carey

Show Me the Meaning of Being Lonely – Backstreet Boys

To The Bone – Deb Talan

Bruised – Ben Folds

I Can’t Make You Love Me – Bonnie Raitt

I Don’t Blame You – Cat Power

Never is A Promise – Fiona Apple

Mad World – Gary Jules

The Heart of the Matter – India Arie (cover)

Nicest Thing – Kate Nash

Irvine – Kelly Clarkson

Walk By – Meiko

You Just Forgot – Mindy Smith

I Wish I Was the Moon – Neko Case

Someone Else’s Tomorrow – Patty Griffin

Empty – Ray LaMontagne

Going to a Town – Rufus Wainwright

Didn’t We Almost Have it All – Whitney Houston

Forever Blue – Chris Isaak

That’s all I dare put down for now. Don’t want to mess your shit up too badly.

Got any suggestions for this Valentine’s-Day-is-Hell mix? Let us know!

But now, I’m not so sure.

Like this blog on EW.com, I’m strangely over Beyonce, and I don’t really know why. Maybe it’s because she seems to have everything, and it’s hard for me—a poor grad student with no boyfriend and no movie offers and definitely no gold sequined dresses—to completely connect with her.

So maybe it’s jealousy.

Or it could be the fact that her last hit “Irreplaceable” had such potential to be a strong woman song, but only succeeded in being an anthem for chicks who like to jump from one relationship to another: “You must not know about me / I could have another you in a minute / matter fact he’ll be here in a minute – baby”.

So maybe I’m just sick of the lyrics she sings (but doesn’t write).

It could also be that she’s rumored to be a diva who wears fur.

So maybe it’s about her attitude. An attitude I only know from magazines. Combined with the fact that I can’t stand it when humans wear fur. Maybe that’s why I’m over this Destiny’s Child?

Maybe, like Rufus, I’ve just had enough of her sound.

“I’m really sick of Beyoncé. All of her songs are formulaic and produced in a way that’s utterly mesmerizing in the basest way.” Mr. Wainwright recently told Spin magazine. “There’s no enlightenment. Like most mainstream pop these days, it’s more of a scientific experiment than an artistic experience”.

Do any of you feel the same? Are you done with Ms. B? Or am I simply not attuned to the amazingness that is Beyonce?