Happiness is....
1.) winning my first ebay auction (this may lead down a dark path)
2.) using the ebay barcode scan function to randomly scan things and see what comes up
3.) downloading two more Android programs that also scan things.
4.) randomly scanning everything with a barcode and cackling enigmatically as others look on in worry.
Y'know. As one does.
This is one of those moments I acknowledge a worrying realization about the kind of person I am, but I just found a box with a bar code I haven't tried yet, so whatever.
Part B
I'm in a mood. No, not that kind of mood, but that kind where I am moody and (possibly?) premenstrual and want to write horrible, terrifying, sappy fic. I mean, I want to write things where people make speeches about their love and then there's lovemaking (holy God, I am using that word) on beds of flowers in some sort of meadow in an impossible spring and there are no bugs or poison ivy. Possibly birds will be singing in the background. Also, no one dies. There's a possibility someone will cry. Yeah.
...it's just worrying, all right? Maybe it will go away?