It’s that time again…another not so depressing, “uplifting” post. Rest assured, I’m still funny when I’m happy, in fact I’d say I’m funnier with a smile than a grimace. The reasoning behind this is because driving to work this morning, for an inexplicable reason (except for maybe today feels like the first Fall morning of the season) I was actually feeling quite wonderful. I didn’t yell at traffic like I normally do, I didn’t bitch at the woman in front of me to stop talking on her cell phone, I surprisingly just listened to my music and smiled. Some might interpret that as a sign that I’ve lost all reasoning and have finally “lost it”, I see it as a result of weekend naps and a not so tired feeling this morning. I can’t be certain that this is the reason I feel so wonderfully this morning, but I don’t want to chance it, and I’ll just go on enjoying it.
I really didn’t do much this weekend to warrant such euphoria, and the only difference between this weekend and others is I didn’t end up splurging money on cheap movies or video games. I didn’t even buy that many books, though I feel I should suspend my book buying habits for a little while too, especially with Christmas shopping around the corner. I don’t feel generally outraged with the world right now, and I’ve already made my daily visit to PoliticsHome.com, and even saw that my stock portfolio on UpDown.com has tanked, probably because they decided to take back the virtual money I made after trading AIG stock during a system glitch. (Ok, I’m a little pissy about that last part, but it’s not a game changer.) Plus, I’ve talked to my boss this morning, and not once did I feel the normal urge to doze or grouse about the overly clerical and mind numbing nature of my job.
Really, the only things that seem poised to stand in the way of my Happy Monday are work itself, and the trailer for Marley and Me. For now though, I’m just going to drink in the rest of Phillip Glass’s “The Grid” from Koyaanisqatsi, and then I’ll click on that little “play” icon to see if that trailer indeed unravels me from calmed office worker into enraged movie geek. Better yet, maybe I’ll just wait for that trailer until I get home, I have Xbox there and I can kick something’s ass digitally if I need to relieve the stress of seeing Jennifer Aniston and Owen Wilson pretend to be likable. So until I snap I will say to you all, enjoy this Monday morning. It’s actually not that bad, and it could be a Hell of a lot worse. Really, a post like this is as rare as an episode of House where he's walking about without a cane and smiling. Trust me, those are rare.