I am happy because I'm moving into my new house on Sunday! My husband has been working out of town, and I can't even describe how hard it's been. Can't wait until he can come home to us at 6pm instead of 12am.
I have a clean floor and a clean fish tank. Not much, but I've been depressed lately and just doing something physical really helped.
Good for you! When you're depressed, those things feel impossible. I always found that cleaning helped me feel a little more in control of things. I'm happy (still) because I'm enjoying being on this forum again. I haven't been here in forever. I'm still grateful to it for introducing me to my husband.
I hate getting mail, too. I get far more bills than checks. I want a life in which I get more checks than bills. Bigger ones, too.
Now I'm happy because I ate a good tasting lunch at a diner early this afternoon that only cost me less than five dollars.
So the DLCs of Skyrim, Oblivion, Fallout 3 and Fallout: New Vegas randomly stopped working for me today but rather than give up on them, I did a little detective work and found the solution to the problem. Turns out after clearing the cache on my 360, it had forgotten it had DLCs, so I had to delete then reinstall them All's back to normal now. The happiness is that I actually felt like a detective piecing together the clues to figure out the problem, and once I knew what was wrong, I knew exactly how to fix it. Huzzah for being able to figure out and solve a problem with no help whatsoever! And a little trip down memory lane as I remembered how excited I was when I was installing the DLCS for the first time didn't hurt.
I agree, Oblivion will always have a special place in my heart as the first Elder Scrolls game I ever played.
For some reason I seem to be blocked from accessing the forums on both my computers when I'm in the room I'm renting. Such a relief to be back home in my mother's house and see that the forum works here.
It was one of those moments, so stark and bright, your world stills, tilting on its axis. A moment in whish you realise your soul, your genius still burns within the embers of a banked, cooling fire. The paths, wending aimlessly have connected as the roots of a family tree dig deep into history. Fingers aching, I now take to my page.
I wish I knew how to make potato soup! I like it, but I've never tried to make it. I'm a bit envious over here ...
*facepalms* This, dear writers, is why the comma is so important. Without it, your sentence takes on a whole different meaning. The correct phrase I should've used was: 'Attack, my minions'.