it's sprung!

it's a fucking awesome day. spring is so obviously the best part of the year, however brief it seems. i forget this though. i think the forgetting is a coping mechanism to get me through the fucking INSANITY of summer and the seemingly endless just cold enough to really start to get annoying winters. but now it's officially here. yellow and purple everywhere, red chested birds jumping around my yard, people walking by the window in our front room, talking, pushing strollers, walking dogs. it's here! we all feel it, and it's fucking awesome.

unlocking my front door after work, coming into a house that feels like mine, a lock that feels familiar, a dog that's starting to feel like mine, drawn on toilet seats in all the spare chairs, anticipating working tonight, and actually feeling cheerful about it. THIS is spring. ahhhh, i now have some time to soak it in and believe it will never end.

i don't deserve another perfect day!

i have smoke, diet soda, cold medicine, and DIGITAL CABLE WITH HBO. fuck yeah, it's a good day. beck isn't here though. THAT would make it all perfect.

the weather outside is insanely glorious. because nashville weather defines erratic, i've learned to appreciate the sporadic loveliness. the front door is open, wind is softly blowing through the screen door. the ceiling fan in my playroom is on medium and it's the perfect temperature in here.

"breaking bad" is on demand, and i am SO happy to just sit in the sun lit room and smoke and watch awesome cable. perhaps i'll order a pizza. i can't have calypso nachos 6 times in 2 weeks, can i? can i?

until i decide i need food, i will bask in the glory of hundreds of channels and dream about toilet seat drawings. at 8 you will find me back to my thursday normalcy, with kate, sawyer, and sayid on a magic island that can shift time.

best thursday ever.