How is it. . .

. . .that I can be level-nine miserable and feeling like the prince of incompetence, and the combination of talking to my girl, making plans, buying new books, and finishing a few pesky errand-type things makes me feel happy and look forward to the future?
This will make sense to maybe two people, but Mica's taking me to Build-A-Bear! Finally!! *happy little boi squee*
It is good to have people in your life that help you be happy to live it. I am so lucky to have so very many of you.
One of my favorite people opened a bookstore! They have GLBT and women's studies sections! Yay! A copy of Even Cowgirls Get The Blues for 25 cents. Also, my copy of Fun Home arrived today.
I am happy again.

Randomness

"Consort" has such gender-dependent connotations. Very odd.
Moving to Canada just gets more and more appealing. I can specialize in Knowledge Management within an MLIS degree. Nifty keen.
I created a recipe tonight, for I am brilliant.
It's so nice when you tell someone something that makes you happy, and they hug you and say it makes them happy too, instead of making an indulgent face.