I had a terrific day yesterday.

Why? No really good reason, not the kind that make interesting stories, at any rate. I just puttered, finally caught upon all of my crits, took a long, lovely bath, sat in the backyard...

So nothing special, you see, but I was nonetheless filled with a sense of well-being. I thought "Gee, I'm feeling good for no good reason? I wonder if it's hormonal, like when I feel bad for no good reason?"

Is it all hormonal? Are no feelings real? Is everything due to chemical combinations inside ourselves rather than external influences?

Or perhaps, if this is true, if everything comes from within, then all feelings are real, whether they seem to have anything to do with the reality of your outside life or not.

Am I over-thinking this?

Spent the day happily listening to my new 70's box set.

It is really great, but for every "Hooray! They included "One Tin Soldier"/"Seasons in the Sun"/"Alone Again (Naturally)"/"The Night the Lights Went Out in Georgia"/Daddy Don't You Walk So Fast"!" there are a dozen "What?! No Neil Diamond/Cher/John Denver/Shaun Cassidy/David Cassidy/Don McLean/Carpenters/Eagles?!! Where's Elton John?"

I guess seven cds isn't enough!

At around 9.30p last night, I suddenly had a craving for Ben & Jerry's, so I went to the store and got some (did you know that they had changed the package design? I didn't!) and I remembered to get some toilet paper, but forgot to get some dry cat food.

Then, while I was there, I suddenly thought of those hot dogs with the chili inside. Remember those? They were around in the late 80's, when all food was suddenly being stuffed with other foods.

There were plenty of the hot dogs with the cheese in it that came out around the same time, but none of the chili ones. Well, if I had found them, I'll bet they wouldn't have been as good as I remember them. And I don't even remember them as being particularly good!

I just had a taste for them all of a sudden.

Then, when I got home, I banged my head really hard as I was climbing the stairs (I said to Cynthia "This has never been this low before! You moved it!"), and, though I got some ice on it right away, it still really hurt, so I'm taking the day off work.

One year ago today:
Avoid stubble!

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