March 21st, 2005

Wedding day

In my experience Mondays are supposed to suck more than this one.

I really wish I could regale you all with tales of my glorious Monday, but I can't.

It's not that I don't want to talk about it, or that it wasn't glorious, because it was. Today was a really good day, but none of what happened was even marginally write aboutable* just because it was unremarkable. I've been in a good mood all day though, and it's made me very suspicious since I noticed it (around the time I got to work). If I start my day off well, depression usually kicks in around noon, but that didn't happen. Instead I had a productive day at work, came home, wrote some music, took a walk, and did a bunch of other stuff I needed to get done.

It rocked. Hard.

I should go to bed now to see if the extra (read: recommended amount of) sleep keeps the buzz going, and I think I'm going to do that.

* Probably a real word.
  • Current Music
    Fiona Apple -- Better Version of Me