I Feel Awesome!

No one is going to mess up the great mood i'm in today, no matter how hard they try.

I don't know what it is, and I don't care. Maybe it's the fact that i've finally, FINALLY managed to reset my sleep clock so that i get to bed reasonably early (when not going out) and wake up feeling rested.

Maybe it's the fact that I've actually been able to have some damned fun lately.

Maybe I'm still happily reliving the President's spastic, flailing performance on Meet the Press last sunday, safe in the knowledge that the only reason I'M not president is that I simply don't feel like it; since it's pretty obvious from Sunday's spectacle that any sack of shit in a suit can do it.

This morning, when my alarm went off, i shot straight up in bed and loudly declared to my two cats that i felt AWESOME, and that they can just get used to the idea. I marched into my kitchen and put a huge pot of coffee up in my brand-new, non-electrical-fire-starting coffee maker, while singing the "Folger's in your cup" theme song in my best Joe Cocker impersonation. And to my surprise, i still had a bag of baby carrots, or carrotinas, or whatever they're called, stashed away in the fridge. And it's pay day.

So it didn't matter that when i woke up to my radio alarm, C-SPAN had some jackass from Fox News on Washington Journal simply repeating "but we're fair and balanced" over and over again to each caller who called in to bitch about Fox's total worthlessness. It didn't matter that someone opened the door to the building right into my bad knee. And it didn't matter at all that, since i don't know how to operate my thermos properly, i ended up generously splashing molten hot coffee all over my face, sweater, pants and keyboard.

That shit doesn't matter, it doesn't bother me. Ain't nothin gonna breaka my stride, because I've decided that I'm having a FRICKIN AWESOME day today, which even I'M not capable of screwing up.

So don't bother trying.