Mar. 20th, 2017

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Our Vernal Equinox was overcast and eventually drizzly. Highly appropriate to the year. But it turns out that the Vernal Equinox (or, in the southern hemisphere, the Autumnal Equinox) is also World Happiness Day, which is the day an agency of the United Nations releases the annual World Happiness Report. This seems like it would be a rather thin paper (in paper form) but it can be downloaded as pdf's (and there are also some online supplements) so paper thinness can be ignored. I haven't gotten around to reading it yet, and might never if it starts out too depressing. One of the last things I need is a happiness report that makes me unhappy.

I didn't celebrate World Happiness Day myself (and totally forgot to buy gifts for anybody) as I was busy dealing with another drain clog in the kitchen, and keeping a mean feral cat from attacking my nice feral cats. I was also sleeping for quite a bit, and then futzing about on the Internets and being very much aware that said Internets expands much faster than I can peruse it, which is not at all conducive to happiness. I think what I have to do to get happy is to convince myself that I can safely ignore almost all of it. But the fact that I've linked to part of it in this very entry, and even the fact that I am writing this entry, is filling me with guilty unhappiness that I am actually perpetuating its frustration-inducing, Topsy-like growth. Internet 103000, Joe 0.

In the current forecast it looks like I won't get a day when I can leave my windows open again until a week from this coming Wednesday. In the meantime I'll be drinking hot tea and cocoa, as though winter had not left at all. Winter can't let the door hit its ass on the way out because it hasn't even gone through the doorway. I like the daily coolness, but I could do without the furnace-firing nocturnal cold. I'm going to need that money next month, and hate wasting it on heating fuel.

If I'm not around tomorrow it will probably be the result of a power outage brought on by an electrical storm. Either that or I'll have finally convinced myself that I don't need Internets after all. Hah! Like that will ever happen!

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