I’ve mentioned before that I swing wildly between complete happiness and utter despair in a single swoop. It’s both a blessing- sad days can often be easily thrown away when I make the choice to be happy and a curse- happy moments mean nothing once sadness invades me. (And for the record ‘sadness invading me’ can occur over something as small as watching a sad car commercial). I am an emotional roller coaster. (That last sentence? Yeeeah. That might be why I’m single. That and the fact that I refuse to date someone who doesn’t love Josh Lyman and indulge me by talking about him like he’s a real person).
Despite missing out on a fantastic job opportunity last week, I find myself all sorts of happy lately. Like, the kind of annoying happy that other people have to roll their eyes at. Ned Flanders happy. And it’s the grown up happy- the kind that is dependent on myself, not solely on the acts of others. A happiness I can claim complete responsibility for, which is nice.
I saw this the other day and it made me smile. I have to end this post before I choke to death on all the sap.
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I love the tags you used for this post :)
Thanks!!
Happiness from inside yourself is the very best happy.
Love the image.
I 100% agree with you. Or happiness that comes when you see pictures of Ryan Gosling without a shirt. That’s a good kind of happy too.
Or Ryan Reynolds on the new Entertainment Weekly. Sweet mother.
so happy you’re happy. see, happiness is contagious!
I’m glad!
Speaking of West Wing…
If you haven’t read it already, pick up George Stephanopolous’s book “All Too Human”… EXCELLENT read (so far)…
I have read it actually and really loved it! I read a while ago that Bradley Whitford actually read it to understand how close a relationship between a staffer and a President could be. But I do give you extra credit for spelling George’s last name correctly. I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have been able to pull that off!
I have the book right next to me…
Usually I call him George Snuffalapugus…
lol Vague is Vogue? I love your tags.
And I love that you’re oozing happy. I need to get back to that place myself.
That’s one of my favourites too! It makes me feel like it’s acceptable to not elaborate on anything if I use a fun tag. ;)
Glad to see you’re happy right now, and have a Mmmagical weekend :)
You too!
YOU make me happy.
Awww! YOU make me happy too! I owe you a big ol’ email.
Haha, i can sooo identify with you in this post!
That’s good news!
Your happy is making me even happier! How about that?
And yes, Josh is a real person. Don’t listen to anyone who disagrees. Which you obviously know.
AND Bradley Whitford is getting a divorce! Which means one of us will (obviously) have the chance to role play being Donna with him and having to stay late at work. Wait- did I take that too far?
So I found your blog via my Google Alert for Bradley Whitford, which… well. Might tell you enough right there. But I just wanted to say hello! And I’m glad you are happy. And I’m enjoying your writing and will be reading.
Anyone who has a google alert set for Bradley Whitford is going to be a very good friend.
Reading about your mood swings made me think about cyclothymia but I guess that would be exaggerated. Well, as long as happiness overrules sadness overall…
It does.
Are you sure you didn’t get laid then?
You know, I didn’t but I can’t definitely see why people would think I had.
I love the fact that you love Joshua Lyman. And that you’re happy.
Love is in the air!
And thanks to Liam, I am about to go buy a new book.
Let me know what you think of the book when you are done!
You happy=me happy.
Check out that cheesy ass line =)
I understand about being an emotional roller coaster. Completely.
On the flip side, when you’re not single anymore, you’ll at least have enough personalities to keep someone on their toes. :P
“And it’s the grown up happy- the kind that is dependent on myself, not solely on the acts of others.”
Best line ever.
I feel like I already commented on this in our 9 million word e-mail exchange.
Glad to hear it, fellow blog-erino!
The grown up type of happy is almost dizzying, isn’t it? It’s like, “I made this and no one can take it from me!” Except for maybe Hallmark or a commercial about old people in nursing homes.
Thank you for your comment on my blog! It’s been a long, nasty road, but things have a miraculous way of working out. (That’s kind of a Ned Flanders thing…)
I love what you said about being “grown-up happy”
“And it’s the grown up happy- the kind that is dependent on myself, not solely on the acts of others.” Perfectly said!
I do think you’re magic :)
That’s the best kind of happy. I hope you have tons more of happy days to come. :)
I love sappy happy! This was great.
happy is good! I’m happy you’re happy.
“I’ve mentioned before that I swing wildly between complete happiness and utter despair in a single swoop.”
So, if we ever hung out on a regular basis, it would be a hot mess because we are basically emotion twinsies. Although, maybe we would just balance eachother out, who knows? I’m willing to find out.
In any case, I totally get it – and I love all the sap in this post. Makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. Well done, you!