It's All Good

Wednesday night was not good, not good at all. Obviously. It was a combination of real world factors colliding...me feeling bad and alone in the world. But you know what, all my problems in the world do not exist because I am fat. Some of my problems have to do with being fat, and some have to do with other stuff. It's easy to get depressed about one area of your life, and then let it spill over into the others, and then all of a sudden Bam! Everything sucks.

Staying home of Wednesday for court made me feel like a complete idiot. It just festered, and then I felt like a complete idiot about life in general. But I'm not a complete idiot. I am awesome. I am just an idiot about some things.

Thursday morning I was fine. Dandy. Back to feeling better about life than I have since college. Oh, if only I could spend my adult life as happy as a college student, sans the drama and all the pizza. But oh, the pizza was good!

So not to make you worry (though I don't know who "you" would be, or even if there is a "you" per se), I am happy as a hippo trying to become a zebra could ever be.