A toast to happiness.

So I'm the type of person that receives messages from "The Universe" in my inbox because a part of me several years ago was really into that sort of thing. Think of these messages as a sort of Stuart Smally-esque affirmation to start the day. Whatevs.

Mostly I delete them.

But the other day I was rambling to betty's sister about my typical bullshit as I cleaned out my inbox and ran across the message the universe had sent to me:

What if I told you, Victor, that you couldn't have anymore of anything... No more friends, no more money, no more anything, until you first got happy with what you have?

Easy to change,

The Universe

And I realized that I have so many things in my life to make me happy that I should be slapped for ever complaining about anything. Ever.

So here's to being happy with what I have and learning that that is enough.

neckburn

I dislike sunlight pretty intensely and am sad to report that I managed to get "neckburn" today. The neckburn is something I never seem able to avoid... no matter how much sunscreen I use... and today I used a great deal of SPF 100. I cannot win for losing.

I've eaten like complete garbage for the past week and I feel like I should be doing a cleansing fast or something when I return to Louisville. If only the master cleanser regiment included unlimited strawberry milkshakes.

I've settled 3 credit cards. 3 more to go.

I've also gotten a little more comfortable with the "health foods" aisle at krogers. Don't get me wrong... I'm no wholefoods frequenting organic hippy flax seed eating snob yet... but I'm a bit closer. Secret yay. One thing thats nice about this? I don't overbuy groceries because every fucking thing in those aisles is so expensive!

Ad occursum futurum.