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3/8/2000

Some days are good days, some days are bad days, occasionally its hard to tell. One day you'll be all positive and excited about something and think you've done really good, then you go and do something stupid, or an accident will happen, and you're left feeling like you are really crap and you should be sitting in the corner of the garden with shit on your head.

Mood is such a subjective thing, and so bloody transitory. And unreliable. I should be in a good mood today - its sunny outside - thats usually enought to make me really happy.

Its a truly excellent day outside - Bek just said it was Spring because it wasn't July anymore and I got all excited, and vaguely confused because there is no way in hell I would have missed celebrating the first day of spring (happiest day of the year for me), then remembered that Spring is September and August is still winter...

Tiggrr's have Seasonal Affective Disorder, and so really don't like winter or cold, to the extent of getting physically ill. I've done pretty well at combatting it this year - haven't really succumed to lethergy yet, or severe depression *touch wood*.

But then, I've been having a pretty good time recently, and been to busy as well to stop and reflect and do the cuddle up under the blankets and think about how crap the world is. Only had one day I've been unable to drag my sorry butt out of bed, and it was pretty heavy rain that day. And as far as weekends go - we have so truly excellent weather on weekends over the last month, cross fingers and hope it remains so.

So what the fuck am I going to buy Madi for his birthday. My original idea cost more than I can afford to spend. I need to buy myself a backpack so I can skate to work - and some shoes that aren't boots...

My fingers are hurting, going to go read news and come back to this.