creepy-guy-in-the-back-of-the-bus way either. I'm talking about being
around happy people at work. I actually like what I'm doing. I can grump
about uncommented source code, but the reality is that I can deconvolve
it and understand what it does, and it's something I can do well.
It is still work, and I'd rather be playing outside today. I was just
out getting lunch from the truck, and it's beautiful.
Overall, things are going pretty well.
The Big Broken Box(tm) is succumbing slowly to my seductive methods of
repair and maintenance, I actually have grass growing in the backyard,
the house is noticeably less cluttered than it was.
I have a real job that I like at a good company, I will actually have
health insurance soon, and I am close enough to see my friends on a
fairly regular basis.
I have cute cuddly fuzzy pets what loves me.
And there are honest-to-god trees and lakes.
And the air doesn't smell like pig feces.
And there's a hot babe moving into the house.
And movies to be made.
Dear God, I think the Sunshine Fairy has been blowing up my ass.