Depressing? I think not.
Jan. 24th, 2005 06:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I have heard from various sources that today is supposed to be the most depressing day of the year. Not so, say I. I am most wonderfully deliriously happy. I do believe my feet are floating several inches off the ground. I saw someone that Made. My. Day., had a conversation with said person that was fantastic, ate two yogurts, am driving a new car, listened to the best Celtic Music Ever on the great sound system of said car (courtesy of
equuschick), and got a random compliment on my hair from someone that I never would have suspected of complimenting young women. (Okay, so it slightly freaked me out, but it was still nice.)
And I feel beautiful and feminine and my hair is behaving just perfectly.
There were several random happenings at the library today. The strangest was that a photographer and a male model came and asked permission to do some shoots in the library, because the photographer was building a portfolio to show to a perspective client. That I can understand. But...to impress someone you come take pictures in THIS LIBRARY? We are not aesthetically pleasing. At all. It's a relic from the '60s, typical library 1960s architecture. (ie, ugly.) But we said yes, and there he was, posing in the stacks with his long blond hair and typical model-type clothes. It was hilarious.
The cutest little girl was standing next to her mother at the checkout desk, trying to hold onto her jacket and her books. Finally she gave up and yelled in frustration, "Mommy, I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH HANDS!" I sympathise entirely.
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And I feel beautiful and feminine and my hair is behaving just perfectly.
There were several random happenings at the library today. The strangest was that a photographer and a male model came and asked permission to do some shoots in the library, because the photographer was building a portfolio to show to a perspective client. That I can understand. But...to impress someone you come take pictures in THIS LIBRARY? We are not aesthetically pleasing. At all. It's a relic from the '60s, typical library 1960s architecture. (ie, ugly.) But we said yes, and there he was, posing in the stacks with his long blond hair and typical model-type clothes. It was hilarious.
The cutest little girl was standing next to her mother at the checkout desk, trying to hold onto her jacket and her books. Finally she gave up and yelled in frustration, "Mommy, I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH HANDS!" I sympathise entirely.
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Date: 2005-01-25 01:33 am (UTC)I think I need to get some Celtic music. Almost all I have are Van Cliburn CDs, which are lovely, but all very similar in style, of course. :)
I totally sympathize with the cute little girl, too. I feel that way with a rather alarming frequency. =)
Did she specify how many hands she DID want? ;-)
Date: 2005-01-25 04:34 am (UTC)Naw, that 'phrase' is so burnt out and silly sounding.
Ah, glorious days when God makes you feel, and therefore look, your best.
That was better. ;-)
Re: Did she specify how many hands she DID want? ;-)
Date: 2005-01-25 09:04 pm (UTC)Precisely. If I haven't told you yet then I should: you do indeed have a marvelous way with words.
Re: Did she specify how many hands she DID want? ;-)
Date: 2005-01-26 05:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-25 04:02 pm (UTC)Those are so wonderful... And not even necessarily made up of big good things, but assorted things, which compositely make up a Good Day. *sigh* :)
LOL! The model... the photographer... the library ;)
And more so- the little girl without enough hands! I so relate! ;)
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Date: 2011-04-25 04:32 pm (UTC)Clearly my mind resides in the gutter.
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