Gray skies are gonna clear up...

I'm in a good mood today.

No idea why.

Being in a good mood puts two thoughts in my head.

1. Who's going to fuck it up?

It's bound to happen. I have a three way tie between 2 of the help desk people and my boss. Even money it's one of them.

2. Sometimes I feel that waking up with a really good mood is just natures way of setting you up for a cosmic joke.

Maybe I only feel good, because something astronomically bad is getting ready to swoop in a fuck me up the ass.

Call it Job Syndrome. (at least I think Job was the one good took everything away from him to prove he still had faith, god is such an asshat.)

I'm an old soul trapped in a young body, reading my books about electric kool-aid and motorcycle clubs. I need to find my way back to the now if I'm going to keep going on.

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