Happiness is...

• Finding new friends worth keeping.
• Going on a ride, enjoying the company I'm with.
• Feeling the thrill and excitement I'd used to feel a couple years ago, when I was so much more naive.
• Spending time with a beloved, doing things we both enjoy.
• Eating.
• Sleeping in late into the day, waking up just a couple hours away from dinner, yet still in time for a late lunch.
• Shopping with girlfriends whom I can trust (with regards to fashion).
• Having money in my account.
• Knowing that my beloved cares enough for me to top up my account when I'm low.
• Comfort.

Went rounding with Gerald today. He came to fetch me from Shirley's, after a few very fun hours of playing with her Cavalier, now tentatively called Doby, for the poor bitch (bitch, as in female dog, not meant as an insult whatsoever, but in reference to Shirley's dog, a female dog, also known in English as bitch.) was previously named Ruby, Le le, Fluffy and Dogby.

I've finally let go of the pettiness and unhappiness which has been bugging me for the past few weeks, and the extremely fucking unfair and unexpected events in the office this morning, where this fucking Mr K called in to scream at me for no bloody rhyme and reason just because stocks scheduled for release by Ken Act Enough wasn't implemented.

I mean, WTF am I supposed to do when the other departments are obviously not doing their bloody job?!

All I could do, within my means and power, was to inform V Biotene and call Idle to start doing her work, and stop playing finger puppets.

But apparently Bloody Idiots don't get it, and as all Bloody Idiots do, only knew how to scream, shout and scold, before attempting to lodge some stupid complaint against me AGAIN.

This time though, I'd enlisted the help of my colleagues who then knew of the on going scream fest by the Bloody Idiot, thus covered my ass somewhat.

*Oh Well.*