Well blow me down!

A friend made an observation to me yesterday as we were driving around town. Actually, we were waiting for our coffee to be prepared when he stated he didn't think he had ever seen me happy. He said it in jest, but the wonderful and disturbing thing about him is nothing he says is ever usually without reason.

I was a little shocked.

I am happy dammit! In my little satin and velvet filled existence, my gothic tendencies show their heads once in a while I admit. I write dark, somewhat demented horror and science fiction movies and novels. My poetry can be filled with such longing and desire it hurts me to put it to paper at times. But in my doing so, I keep my sanity.

Not happy. HA!

Okay - so maybe there are some things that would cause me to experience the state of happiness if they changed. Like finally getting to move without these little hitches popping up now and again. And having a local boyfriend now, instead of in a few months from now, would make me more happy.
Or how about hearing back with certainty from the producers who are going over my work that they want to go ahead with the project? That would definitely be a huge happy inducer!


Change takes time, and getting out of a rutting funk (careful!!!) can be difficult and slow. But I ask, when have you seen me without a smile? When am I not cracking some crazy joke? My impish behavior is my calling card for crying out loud!

I am too stubborn to succumb to depression, so I will always resort to sarcasm baby!

After I made these observations to him, he told me that a collection agent, who had been calling to get money from him, left him a personal message advising she had been thinking about him a lot. I said it was an interesting way to get out of debt. I dropped him at his house, he handed me 20 bucks (told me he would double it next time if I brought a friend) said he adored me and got out of the car.

My friends make me happy! =)

and puppies....