10:34 am | 16 April 2003 | happy! donkeys! happy! donkeys! AAAGH!

Today i came to the freaky realization that i'm happy most of the time. Like, that's not my schtick, per se--people don't refer to me as "You know, Claudia, that really happy chick up on 3"--but you know what i mean. I am usually somwhere on the continuum between "impishly bemused" and "Purgatory's manic hostess."

I think being snarky and grumpy and 'dark' (see whatever that gives you to see) is just my thing, you know? So i am happy. But i am not ever content (nor do i think i'd like to be...complacency is the malaise of the nation). I am never satisfied, roaming the rooms i inhabit restlessly, fidgeting with stuff, overscheduling and taking short, violent kitten-naps. I am tired and frantic a lot of the time. But i am bored less and less in my life. Plus, this way i am pretty much assured to be a ghost (or some other restless undead critter) after i kick it, which is sweet since i've been planning how to haunt certain folks for years.

Dannysquid keeps sending me all this donkey-related paraphrenalia which is seriously crippling my ability to maintain that ever-important "i'm working on important things" fa�ade. No, instead i am lolling at my desk with a giant mug of tea (i still have bronchitis and a death-rattle cough), cooing at pictures of them. And OH MY GOD APPARENTLY THEY COME IN MINIATURE. See you later, folks. I'm gonna go get me a donkey. clm.