The good, the Bad, and the Ugly

I really really liked the "Good advice Bad advice" Angel Devil duo shouting at the various passersby.


As a personification of the "angel and devil on everybody's shoulders" they did well to act as their respective advocates.

The things they were shouting had me doubled over in laughter.

"Cheat on your boyfriend... or girlfriend!"
"No don't! You'll fail all your finals if you do!"
"Fuck that, cheat on those too! Oh you, take that dollar!"
"Noooo! That isn't yours why would you do that!"

Pfffffffffftttttttt-

It was even funnier if you noticed the actual moral advocate trying to pass out her papers across from them. I don't quite remember, but I believe it was some religious thing.

Wonder how she felt about it?

Hopefully, amused.


And that's it.

Sun-shine, lollypops and rainbows; everything that's wonderful is what I feel.

Okay. Good thing confession time stuff.


Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh.

...

.....................................................

Fuck.




I am generally in a pretty good mood.

I can't really think of a particular time when I was really much more happy than being content.

Not that this is a bad thing. It's just that I don't feel bad often enough that I have real high highs or low lows.

Or something.


Okay I think I got a good one.

A year ago, during winter break. Around Christmas (x-mas, holidays, what the fuck ever you want to say) I was at my parents house, sitting on the rug in front of the fireplace.

There was a nice fire going and I was warming myself up/enjoying the sight of the flames.

I felt really content, in that particular moment.

It was really late at night.

So I was just enjoying the dying embers.


Something about the situation made me feel...

Good.

There really isn't any other way to put it.

Hmmm.






Sappy.


Whatever.

I guess you can just...

And that's it.