Today my hormones and chemicals were properly organized and it was a recipe for a much better day. It rained. It was grey enough to make Rainbow Brite suicidal, and still I rolled out of bed with a Pos!t!ve Att!tude! Yay Team! Let's go to work and make some money for the family! Woot!
dunkin donuts coffee with milk, no sugar
singing happy birthday into a long distance phonecall
learning about the miraculous tamarack tree
remembering the names of four of the five dogs in Puerto Rico-Milagro, Bacon, Blanca Nieve, Luna and WHo?????
So, my font won't go back. That's what you get for pressin' buttons. I'm a big button pressor. For shame.
Last night I utilized my netflix account and watched a pretty interesting movie called Rory O'Shea Is Here, which is about a guy pretty much going through the same internal struggle I am...you know the one that goes,"mylifeisrightnowandI'mtryingtogive150percenttolivingitbut youdouchesareholdingmeback"? The major difference between myself and O'Shea is that he has cerebal palsy and can only move two fingers on his right hand. And he's Scottish. Other than that, there was a lot I could relate to. Here is the trailer:
Hmmm. It seems I am rather vapid today, but at least I am getting some joy out of living, which is a definite improvement from the recent past. Today I am boring yet placated, just like the rest of america. :)
How about a song?