Recipe for happiness

Take one sunny day and add cold for bitterness. In a seperate bown, mix one cup coffee with 1 friend and 5 fashion magazines. Take the coffee mix and add it to a particularly modern, luscious and fashionable cafe. Add beautiful man. Let it sit for an hour and a half. Put in warm place to let mix rise. Three hours later add mid-afternoon nap and feel-good music. Wake up feeling refreshed and bloody pleased with yourself.


All recipes aside (I can give you a MEAN chocolate chip cookie recipe, tho!), I did exactly that today and felt good. The greatest feelings lasted the better part of an hour, but I'm still feeling quite good. Not perfect, but hey, there's time! In fact... I'm pleased that all I needed was a bit of male attention and the negatve feelings towards males disappeared. It sounds a bit flaky and... pathetic, but sometimes, all a gal needs to know is that she's desireable.

I wrote an article today that I'm quite pleased with. It isn't crap like so many things I've undertaken recently, such as my Personal Statement for UCAS (I like barking up my own tree, but honestly, that was narcissistic, even for me). If I write two more that I'm happy with, I'm thinking of possibly entering a writing competition with them. It's worth a try, and I hope that perhaps I might discover a hidden talent. I enjoy writing when in the mood or given the right topics. I like thinking it through and contemplating the wording. I love searching for synonyms in the thesaurus. Is that pathetic?

It reminds me of a quote from Coyote Ugly:
-"Comic books? You collect comic books? That's sweet." - "It's not sweet, it's rugged and manly. Just a bit geeky."

I'm tender and womanly, just a bit strange ;)



Btw, I'd like to commend Warren on his stance on late work. I haven't quite been able to do that yet, and I think it's very admireable! I'll think of an excuse before I tell the truth, which makes me think twice about my level of maturity...

I'll leave my plans for the evening open - it's not late enough to be able to say what I will and will not be doing. I work on a whim.