on the train this morning, i had an extraordinary realization: i’m actually happy these days. life is good. i’m enjoying myself. i don’t dread waking up every morning. this is not to say i’m normally just a great big ball of mope, but i wouldn’t say that perkiness is exactly commonplace with me either. yet my mood has been undeniably bouyant of late: jim has a lot to do with it. i catch myself looking at him sometimes in just complete incredulity at my luck. i’m not going to question how it is that i arrived at this situation, though. it’s enough to enjoy it.

and it’s not just my geekboy, either. i’m enjoying my work lately - which may, in fact, be a first. actually, let me rephrase that. i’ve always enjoyed my work, as in web design. what i don’t usually enjoy is my job, but even that’s been at least tolerable [especially since i got my raise]. and today is my first post-raise payday. i’m off to cash my check at lunch.

i bought my train tickets for next week. i’m leaving ass-early on thursday morning and getting into south station at like 11. i’m looking forward to seeing my dad - i miss him, and i worry about him a little since he’s living by himself while my mother is gone. i know he can take care of himself, but still. when i spoke to him yesterday he said he’d had spam for dinner three nights in a row and that just can’t be good, can it?

it’s gotten cold lately, and because i’m an idiot i left my coat in a cab last week. so i think at least part of this paycheck will be going towards a new winter coat, cause this sweater thing just isn’t cutting it.