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Thursday, February 16, 2012

So it's Mardi Gras.

Everyone knows how much I love this time of year. not very.

I have to work through most of the parades, which go on right by my house. My work is also right by my house. I feel like such a grumpy old lady lately. I seem to hate everything.

Maybe I should make a list of things I still love:

1. When someone makes me really smile. Not a fake smile. A customer made me really smile yesterday at work and I could feel every muscle in my face relaxing, and my mood changing. That's not something you can fake, but it doesn't happen much for me anymore. I go around with this sour lemon lip.

2. Writing. I still love writing. I still love thinking about writing, editing in my head, changing, thinking about other people's writing, writing. I really am missing out not going for an editing job. I think once I"m out of school after this semester I'll no longer have to turn in assignments which will mean I'll be more willing to send in my work for publishing.

3. Sometimes I love music. A song here or there.

4. Clothes.