Right here, right now, there is no other place I wanna be

After being in a deep dark depression for a while now, the sun broke through and I was pretty manic yesterday.

It was a nice change and once I ended up coming down from the high, I’m feeling pretty stable.

There’s also a lot of stuff that has helped my Happy come back home:

I’m headed to Schenectady, NY for a BMS show tonight and I’ll have a thumb drive with me for Mr. Big C-Rollz full of all kinds of yummy goodness. I’m excited to give it to him. I’m also excited to see a few others and… converse with them about various topics.

I went to Brookline, MA last night to see Jenny Lawson. Amazing to meet one of my heroes… I don’t even have the words. Too fucking cool.

I’m headed to London in 2013 to Nick’s wedding. Another thing I don’t have the words for… our friendship has been through a lot over the years, and he was one of the first friends I ever made on the internet. We’re talking over 10 years. So weird. So very, very weird.

I just sold the land so I don’t need to worry about trespassers getting hurt and suing me. That’s someone else’s problem now. I can also lower the liability policy I added to my homeowner’s so I can start paying less to the insurance company.

This week, the River has been playing the ‘right’ song when my alarm has gone off. The Decemberist’s “Calamity Song” (which is more R.E.M.-y than anything the band has released since leaving IRS), The Mats’ “Alex Chilton” (a day after Jodi’s birthday and Jodi is a huge Mats’ fan), and two Florence + The Machine songs, which I can’t remember. That’s pretty impressive, although there was a span of time where they played R.E.M. between 5:30 and 6 AM almost daily. (I’m a bad person - I tend to snooze for about a half hour.)

AND - I got a save the date from an unexpected person… although it said “No, I’m not getting married. That would be stupid.” I finally got the info on what I was saving the date for and I’m excited to go. I never thought I’d be among the people they would invite to something like this, but I guess we are friends after all. It’s an unique friendship… we basically do nothing but poke each other on FB, and we never talk. At all. Until I get these random messages.

I’m feeling pretty blessed right now and I hope it’s enough to keep the bipolar behaving for a while. I’d like to be stable for more than a day…