I feel approximately seventeen times better about my life today than I did yesterday. I think I can attribute this to several factors:
1) I am, once again, eating the Sandwich. Everything looks better while one eats a sandwich that makes one's tongue positively writhe in delight, I swear to you.
2) Simply being reminded of the fact that I have done some pretty fucking cool things in my life -- started a revolution in Germany (or possibly Austria, I'm not 100% sure), bribed a drag queen, taught myself how to pick locks online -- makes me feel much more comfortable with the fact that right now I am a corporate weenie, forced to wear khaki Dockers every day and incorporate phrases like "leveraging that property," "adding value," and "marketing resources" into my everyday vocabulary. I know I will have adventures and wackiness again, and I know those are not incompatible with a corporate weenie lifestyle. In fact, one will help the other along -- money from the latter can finance the former.
3) I got to work with enough spare time to stop by Starbucks and order an iced quad venti white chocolate mocha. I take pride in the fact that this drink may well have the longest name of any caffeinated offering at Starbucks without the sacrilege of adding "skim" somewhere in there.
4) I figured out a fantastic way to automate the re-creation of those 550 buttons mentioned yesterday, so everyone at work thinks I am just tremendously fast (which I am anyway, of course).
5) I actually spoke with Alterna-Me last night, and neither we nor the universe exploded in a matter/antimatter reaction.
6) StyleGirl and I stayed up late last night downloading the Powerpuff Girls theme song, and various techno remixes and extended versions thereof. I have been humming them all day.
7) I think that pesky cold/whatever it was is finally starting to dissipate.
Plus, last night was another extremely productive cleaning binge. I think I can safely say that squalor don't live here anymore.