Happy Teaser

I have all these things I want to write about. Some are ideas I've had, some are things other people have asked me to write about, some are things that are going on in my life. I want to do a post that's a collection of cool stuff I've come across lately. But.

This morning I overslept by an hour and am still half asleep. So I can't be busting out with the intellect right now. And all the links to the cool things are on my laptop at home. So I can't link to cool things now.

This week has kicked my ass, for a variety of reasons I'm not up for sharing here. And by "this week" I really mean "the last six months, culminating in this week."

Therefore, instead of blogging about the stuff above, I'm going to go all California hippy-dippy on your asses, and be positive and light and happy, in the hopes that if you put it out there, it'll come back to you. I can't believe I just wrote that. AND, I can't believe I didn't even get the tiniest urge to roll my eyes while writing it.

Happy Things

I won a contest and got a prize this week. Thanks Michael!

I got invited to do something I really wanted to do. And even though I had to turn down the invitation, it felt good to be invited. I wonder then, if I really *would* feel honored just to be nominated...

The overweight pear-shaped secretary who sits next to me has an equally overweight and pear-shaped sister who is also a secretary and now they both work here. Wait, that's not a happy thing - I got side-tracked. The happy thing is that the overweight pear-shaped secretary who sits next to me has a bunch of bright red tulips on her desk. Flowers are stupid. They're a total waste of money, because you don't NEED them for anything. But they kind of do make me happy. (Please feel free to buy me flowers, but no vases - I have more than enough of those. In fact, would you like a vase? Really, I have many extras.)

Trixie moves out this weekend. This is bad, because now I have to pay over $3,000 on my own. However, Trixie has become difficult ever since she screwed me over, I called her on it, and she realized she couldn't get away with me not noticing her screwing me over. So I'm glad she's leaving. I am going to help her pack by taking all her things out of the kitchen drawers and cabinets, lest she take some of my things with her. Which has happened to me before. Anne from Nice, I'm thinking of you here.

My low is pretty far down (my mellow is very, very harshed), so please share your happy things.