I'm going to have to one up you: Im going to use both hands, at the same time. So there. I may even put on a romantical type movie whilst I work. I'm thinking an oldie like Winter Light or maybe Requiem For A Dream.
For myself, I was thinking of a candlelit dinner of homemade fajitas and corn, followed by an emotional viewing of City of Angels with a few boxes of heart-shaped chocolates. Then I'll call a hooker to come blow me, after which I'll tell her how much her gift of herpatitis and paid companionship mean to me on this oh-most-special of nights. Wait, what?
I don't do Valentine's Day, period, end of subject. It's the worst of all contrived, manufactured "holidays" that feeds on the insecure and self-entitled. I don't need one day out of the year to "prove" to the SO that I love her or care for her, that happens spontaneously and often at other times.