Happiness

Isnt life funny? Did you know a rat can last longer without water than a camel? Or that a female ferret will die if she cant find a mate when she's on heat? And then theres Micheal Barrymore. And riddle me this: I spend my career, no in fact my entire life working hard to get out of working hard and having fun instead. And then, to confuse me, I find Im working hard doing workedy work and Im having loads of fun. Thats like.. thats like.. well I cant come up with an accurate simile right now because Im so funned out. Normally I just draw cars and look at Youporn all day (have you seen 'McDonalds.avi' yet by the way? [ ttp://www.youporn.com/watch/14229 ] Im totally in love with that girl. Ive jerked off over her so many times we're practically in a mid-marriage lull. We should probably go to councelling. I mean, I know I still love her and she loves me but theres a lot of other girls out there. Im sure we'll work through it though. Ill keep you posted ok?) But anyway, so work is making me happy; what the fuck? It makes me want to go and find a sexy tatoo'd loose woman and offer her tequila as a sign of peace, and a gram-bag as a sign of strength and let her abuse my body so, Pavlovian style I have this day seared into my memory.
Sadly I have to do more genius work tomorrow, so I might have to have an early night.
Dont worry, Im not broken, I just know if this goes down well I'll be really pleased and in all likelyhood buy me a cool present like a load of stupendously hot seafood and lots of narcotics. I did promise myself. And I hate to break a promise to myself. If I did that Id never be able to believe me again. Id feel Id let myself down. Id be like the me who cried wolf. Because who knows, I might one day see a real wolf and I wouldnt believe me and Id get eaten. That would teach me.