Singing along way too loudly (read: badly) to Lady Gaga.
Arguing whether Kesha or Lady Gaga write the more sexual songs.
Gay couples can get hitched in California again.
My dog.
Whipped Cream.
Swiss Rolls with Whipped Cream on them.
Chocolate bars with Whipped Cream on them.
Granola bars with Whipped Cream on them.
More Whipped Cream.
Secretly cashing checks in order to surprise my mom with an AWESOME birthday gift.
School plays.
Free paper.
My bangs curl naturally and it actually looks good.
The MP3 player I want to buy to replace my lost one is on sale this week.
Scott Pilgrim.
New toilet seats.
Bathrooms that no longer smell like vinegar.
FRC kick off is only 89 days away.
NaNoWriMo is even CLOSER.
New characters that pop up in my brain uninvited but loved nonetheless.
Manga is still as crazy and ridiculous as it's always been.
Apollo Justice is a good game, even if Investigations wasn't.
Eating YanYan for the first time ever.
Coworkers who pull their fair share.
Coworkers who pull their fair share and then some.
The new copy of Jump has a special on the war in One Piece.
My hoodie finally went through the washing machine, so I can wear it again.
Discovering awesome French singers: Yelle.
International music in general.
I've got a jar of dirt (two of 'em, actually).
Buttons.
Card flourishes.
The fact that I don't live in a third-world country.
Origami cranes.
Winning an argument against my dad.
The smell after it rains.
And most of all, my Faith in God.
You know what? It's OK if you have a bad day. It's OK. You know why? Because there are still a million and one reasons life is worth living.
And I'm thankful for every one of them.
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