It's weird how you can go from feeling this hopeful elation in the morning to glum moroseness.

I wish they'd make an all-day happy pill.

Oh. Wait. They do. It's called Prozac.

I can't even put my finger on why I'm feeling this way right now. It's not like anything happened --- thought maybe that in itself is why I'm unhappy. As I've always maintained, you have a whole lot of control over the direction your life takes, but there are some things you simply have no control over.

I'm listening to Jason Mraz's "You and I Both" and towards the ends, he sings, "I finally out of words." For the longest time, every time I listened to that song, I'd wait for that last drawn-out word, convinced he'd sing, "I'm finally out of love". I'm not sure why I thought it'd be an appropriate way to finish that song.

Anyways...I got a new job.

That's the big news lately. Thought I'd throw that in there.

I should be happier, but it's like I'm addicted to feeling unhappy. It's like, great...I've got a good job offer on the same day that I got a rejection letter for City of Toronto job that I didn't really want in the first place. And now that that's all settled, I can go back to obsessing about _____________.