Bracing for the worst...

Perhaps I am paranoid. My life is going pretty well, My job is cool, and I like most of the people there (two of them don't like me, but I'd already determined that those two people SUCK). I went in very early today to help with promotions and ended up getting us a cross-promotions thingy with Wiards Orchard (which if you arent' from around here, is a fairly big deal). H is fine, I have enough money to live on, and I'm not going too crazy even though there is a huge "drought" here.

So why mention it? Well, because I am so happy that I think something terrible is about to befall me. Things have a way of never going this well for me, and I feel like I'll be punished for feeling so good. Odd, because that doesn't really fall in my beleif system, that one should be punished for happiness.

Maybe things seem better because I am finding joy in little things: a new pen I bought for $2, visits from buddies, my cats, and the large amount of reading I've been able to do. I feel happy and centered, and full of joy. I bet this is kind of like how people feel the first week after they find Jesus.

Or maybe its the "medicine"...

No Rest For the Wednes!

yes, I realize I am often up at this hour. Normally though, its because i'm about to go to bed. Today it is because i have to leave for work in an hour, after i eat some cereal, take vitamins and assorted colored pills, and hem my slacks so I don't trip over them.

On the plus side, I need money, and in case I haven't mentioned this yet...my boss is HOT!!!