The Happiness Thread

I've always known that your brain doesn't work properly. Haven't scared me off yet. Which must mean you're really handsome. Just saying!

 

I'm here to let you know that I am happy, or at least happier. Happier than what, you say? Happier than me, earlier.

I don't know, man. Life is decent. The first premonitions of summer are in the air. And, perhaps more importantly, I'm in love. I'm all in on this.

 

Today was my last day of high school! I'm done, guys, and I couldn't be happier!

 

And plain dreadful!

 

Congrats, congrats, congrats!!!!

Well let's not put her off it completely.

Not having to answer to the parents still kind of rocks, even on those days when the rest of it sucks.

ETA: Also, cake for breakfast.

 

My sources would have me believe that not having cake for breakfast is the adult thing to do ...


My primary source is the upset stomach I've had on multiple occasions after having eaten questionable things for breakfast.

 

I didn't say I do "the adult" thing...only that it's nice not having the parents to answer to!

Usually, it's yogurt with fruit and almonds. But...

Desserts when I go out for a nice dinner aside, if I'm having a calorie bomb like cake, the earlier in the day the better so I can adjust the rest of my food intake accordingly. I look at cake or pie for breakfast occasionally as being like having a short stack of pancakes. (ETA: Which makes me reeeeeally happy. )

 

And what more do you need, really?

ETA: I miss my cat something fierce.

 

My latest package to @LostThePlot arrived today. Didn't expect it get there until Wednesday! So now he's got candies and other fun stuff and I'm thinking if this might be the time to pop the question*



*If he want's to sit through the three and a half hour of torture that is Eurovision Song Contest with me tonight.

 

How much Swedish candy does someone have to send you before they are your sugar daddy?

 

195.5 pounds, if you were American. (Average weight of American dads. )

 

You start sending me sweet little things and you can be my sugar daddy all you want!

Not the good kind. Maybe Bubs skulls, but not Kryptonites and stuff like that.

 

*panic buys vast amounts of fudge*

 

Damn. 200 pounds of sugar, in 50 pound bags, from Sweden to England? That's gonna cost @Lemie a lot to make @LostThePlot her sugar daddy...

ETA: Ah! But Americans weigh more, so if she goes by the averages in England maybe that'll cut her a bit of a break.

 

So I guess less sugar and more daddy? Or just skipping the sugar daddy idea all together?

 

Words to live by

 

I'm going to be flying soon. I know some people don't like flying or traveling, but man do I love the traveling part of travel. Nothing more exciting then walking through the intricately designed airports rolling around some luggage. Then hopping on the plane, it is so fun to fly. I think turbulence makes it fun too.


Edit - Annnnnnnnnd it's raining. That's gonna scare more than one in the group.

 

Me too, Moon. Sometimes I love the journey more than the destination.

 

Me and Lost is seeing Bianca Del Rio live this summer and I'm so fucking happy right now!

 

I love traveling through the airports and looking to all of the people. I don't mind the flight, but I'm also drugged out on (drowsy) Dramamine because I'll puke otherwise.

 

I saw her the year she won Drag Race - absolutely hysterical and the perfect mix of caustic with heartfelt warmth that made me fall in love with her.