March 04, 2005

It ended much better than it started

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If happiness came in a bottle, it should be sold in a single life-time supply unit and distributed one to a customer. One lifetime's worth of happiness should satisfy anyone, even those perfectly perpendicular people who seem to find displeasure in everything. Of course, knowing my luck, I'd likely drop mine on the way home. But that'd be OK, wouldn't it? I mean, just think, all my happiness would just be surrounding everyone else. I'd just as soon sacrifice my happiness for the sake of others. I always have. That makes me a putz. Oh well.

I never thought I'd reach the point in life where I'd have hardly any interest in something new and hot, but I really have no inclination of ever getting an iPod. Or I didn't. I mean, I thought it was basically a digital music player, next generation walk-man. There must me more. Just what is a podcast?

I'm sitting here in a dark room where the only light is coming from the monitor. My navel is basking in resplendent glory in the soft glow that washes across my Buddha belly. I can now, at least, go to bed with a clear mind. End of report.

Posted by Tiger at March 4, 2005 12:30 AM | TrackBack
Comments

I know why you are in that dark room where the only light is the monitor and you are basking in glory as a glow washes across your belly. It has nothing to do with going to bed with a clear mind your navel caught a glimpse of happiness but not one in a bottle. What you had in a bottle was vodka or whiskey and you went gazing where you shouldn't one more time.

Posted by: Vickie at March 4, 2005 12:35 PM