Something strange is going on.
I woke up with the weirdest feeling today, sort of like the planet had tilted slightly on its axis while I was asleep. I goofed off with my (very hungover) sister and was pleasant to my children. They both kissed me goodbye when I dropped them off at school. Walking to the el, I stepped right out into traffic without paying attention to the light and no one ran me over or even flipped me the bird. I smiled at a dorky guy making puppy eyes at me on the train, and flirted with a bike messenger in the elevator. Then I sat right down at at my desk and wrote a few good (!) headlines without even checking my email first. My skin is clear and my hair looks excellent.
Whoa, I just figured it out.
I'm in a good mood.
I know! First thing in the morning too! What the hell? But wait, there's more! It's not just a random happy-to-be-alive, yay-my-favorite-song-is-on-the-radio good mood. There's also this bizarro element of anticipation to it. Like something thrilling is getting ready to happen. Today. Now. Maybe I should go buy a lottery ticket, or call that headhunter. Definitely I should put the moves on any/all cute boys who cross my path (exempt: Train Boyfriend).
Oh whatever, stop rolling your eyes like that. We both know this junk won't last. I'll be back to my bitchass self tomorrow at the latest. But meanwhile, STAY TUNED: everyone's fabulous blog re-designs have inspired me. New Tequila Red in the works.
Kisses, all you wonderful people!
Tequila Red
[EDITED TO ADD: No, mom, I'm not high. But thanks for asking.]
Happy Happy Songs To Irritate Your Fellow Starbucks Patrons With
The Shins (of course)
Ben Folds Five
Scissor Sisters
Ash
Tahiti80
Whoa, I just figured it out.
I'm in a good mood.
I know! First thing in the morning too! What the hell? But wait, there's more! It's not just a random happy-to-be-alive, yay-my-favorite-song-is-on-the-radio good mood. There's also this bizarro element of anticipation to it. Like something thrilling is getting ready to happen. Today. Now. Maybe I should go buy a lottery ticket, or call that headhunter. Definitely I should put the moves on any/all cute boys who cross my path (exempt: Train Boyfriend).
Oh whatever, stop rolling your eyes like that. We both know this junk won't last. I'll be back to my bitchass self tomorrow at the latest. But meanwhile, STAY TUNED: everyone's fabulous blog re-designs have inspired me. New Tequila Red in the works.
Kisses, all you wonderful people!
Tequila Red
[EDITED TO ADD: No, mom, I'm not high. But thanks for asking.]
Happy Happy Songs To Irritate Your Fellow Starbucks Patrons With
The Shins (of course)
Ben Folds Five
Scissor Sisters
Ash
Tahiti80