I guess I'm happy.

No particular reason. My life doesn’t suck. I’m not terribly depressed. I’m not haunted by failures. I’m not distraught over a relationship.

I left my job last week and haven’t started another, I don’t have a girlfriend just now, my cat is fat and lazy, I love the summer weather, my health is fine, I’m not furious at being dissed by a stranger/bureaucrat/family member, I have a few friends and we pretty much get along, my car…well it runs.

Everything’s peachy.

There’s been a lot of examples of the opposite of this post lately, so I thought I’d offer a change. I bet it dies quick.

Welcome to the club.

I’m doing pretty damn nifty myself.

Of course, I don’t see how you could actually be happy being a villain and all.

How big is your cat by the way? Mine is 14 pounds.

Ditto!

My job sucks, but it will end soon. I don’t have a girlfriend, but…Feh. Who needs the drama? My cat hates me and is no doubt the most plottinest bitch on earth…she went through a week of urinating on my bed forcing me to buy a new one. I’ve got my pals, I went to a cool dopefest at Demo’s, I hung out with my family today…

all is well!

-Sam

I’m single, unemployed, I have very few friends that do not shine brightly from beyond my computer screen, but I have a good family. I can’t find my cat :(, and I would not say I’m a failure. Overall, I’d say I’m doing okay. I could stand to get a little more sleep though.

I don’t think my cat is fourteen pounds! I cut his canned food when he started getting an udder. He’s still got that disgusting bag of fat and fascia, but not too bad.

Sorry your cat’s AWOL, silver_fire.

I was right, this thread’s going nowhere.

Things look pretty darn good here, too. Wrapping up current job (internship), heading home, heading back to school. Have a good (if bizarre) group of friends. Like what I’m doing. No, things aren’t perfect, but a little bit of drama here and there keeps it all interesting.

I have plenty to be optimistic about: I start college in early September, and all my first-quarter classes sound exciting except one, but at least I’ll be getting THAT one out of the way, and it will be considered a math class even though it’s not!

Part of going to college is finally leaving home. THAT’s a plus.

My summer job ends in two weeks. THAT’s a BIG plus.

And my cat drools a LOT, but she’s so sweet, and she loves me. So does my dog, Sonney.

I don’t have a boyfriend, but that’s okay. College is near.

It’s funny, but I go through long stretches of not being the least bit concerned about whether I’m happy or not, punctuated by short intervals of worrying whether I should be happier. Mostly I conclude that life is pretty good for me – happily married, good kids, good job, comfortable existence – so I’m pretty happy. Except for worrying about whether I’m happy.

Most recent good news: My son, who was missing, turned up yesterday. Long story, but he’d been wandering around Africa, incommunicado, worrying his mother and I to death. He called yesterday afternoon from New York City and flew into Seattle last night.

Word of the day: mastigophoran: any of a class (Mastigophora) of protozoans comprising forms with flagella and including many often treated as algae.

Whew! I thought I was the only one:

New house, great job, salary on the rise, dog and cat doing well, just found a new group of people to get to know. I wouldn’t necessarily say happy (no SO), but certainly content.

grem

Just moved back home with my parents, and im actually happy about that… i dont pay any rent money and i dont spend as much as when i was on my own… i still owe my bank a ton of money, but its going the right way…
i live close to my friends now (i used to be an hour and a half away) i just got myself a… err… well its an '85 Golf… still it almost qualifies as a ‘real’ car… Im in love with a wonderful girl and she loves me back just as much… now we cant be together since theres an atlantic ocean dividing us… but we know e have each others love, and just that makes me smile every night i go to sleep and every morning i wake up…
My job aint all that bad, i work with some kick ass people… i just got tickets to a Radiohead concert in a month, and me and my brother are getting along great (who would ever have thought)

Life is good! and i got wednesday off! yay!

(great idea for a thread btw! :))

Life is Good.

Wife and I started living in our new house yesterday. Job is OK. Salary is above average. Good friends abound.

Now if the wife would just let me have a girlfriend…

My improv group is going well. We had auditions this weekend, and got some great new people, including one girl that I campaigned for. She doesn’t have a lot of theater experiance, and she was very quiet in her interview, but I felt it was so brave to audition for a theater group where you don’t know anyone when you’re 15.

My cat is a little loud (she’s a Siamese) but I am her entire world, and she waits by the kitchen window for me, greets be audibely, and needs lots of love. She’s like a dog, but she uses a litterbox. She is not fat, nor does she drool. She’s wonderful.

I don’t have a boyfriend, and after this weekend, I am pleased to say I don’t think I want one. I think. Maybe. Ugh. I hate drama.

I saw a wonderful concert Saturday night, Tragically Hip and my favorite band in the world, Guster. I went with my friend Sarah, who is a friend of a friend. I am very glad I got to know her better. She rocks.

I am going to school full time in three weeks. I am a little scared. I will have enough money to live off of for a couple of months when my job ends, but I’m still nervous. But it’s a “I don’t know what’s coming next, but there is a bend in the road that is my life” kind of nervous. Not all bad.

My car is running, my apartment is clean, my new bed is comfy. Life could be better, but it has been worse. I’m Happy-ish.

“If we’d stopy trying to be happy, we could have a pretty good time.” -Edith Wharton

Life’s good for me, too. I love my apartment (I love that I have an apartment), I love the city I live in, I love the man I live with (even though, or perhaps because, he drives me insane), I love the cat that I live with, my job is tolerable, I have great friends who challenge me to be and learn new things, my family is kooky and loving, and the best thing of all is that life never fails to offer up something new to amaze and/or amuse me.

And Kaitlin, believe me, entering college without a boyfriend is definitely a plus…(I would put a winking smilie here but I don’t know how)

One week to go in a job (research) that I don’t much like, but don’t hate either. And it pays pretty well, and I’m not spending much here. And in a week I’ll go home, and eat Mexican food and watch MASH* and hang out with the cat. And then I’ll go back to school and hang out with friends for a few days and go backpacking.

And my girlfriend’s about to leave for Europe for four months, but I’m fairly optimistic about skipping out for a few days during the semester and visiting her. And half an hour ago we started plotting for me to skip a day and a half of work this week and get up to see her one more time before she leaves.

So things are decent.

Of course, in three weeks, when I’ve started four simultaneous upper-level physics classes and a different research job, I may be feeling a bit different…