The only thing I want to talk about, I'm not supposed to talk about. I'm sworn to secrecy lest I jinx it by mocking the universe with my garish happiness.
Buuuut I aaaam happy (said in my whiniest voice)! I am dammit. Unbelievably, magically happy. Deliriously happy.
See also: dense that I didn't snatch this up before. But clearly karma has its own time line because the only explanation is that my good karma is kicking in. Can't rush karma, obv.
GAH! I can't say anymore. Trust me, people, good things. Only good things. Gooey, afterglowy, good things.
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not cool. About keeping us in the dark. But super happy about your happiness..
Did you have the awesome sex?
Well I'm happy that your happy and even more happy because of those happiness shoes.
Yep... that is a proper tease. :) However, whatever the reason - am really happy that you are happy!!
Ummmm, the grass really is greener on the other side of the fence? Nike is replacing all their shoe laces with daisies from your garden? You are getting the band back together? You see something shiny?
Whatever it is, good for you!!
Your happiness makes me happy! And insanely jealous. But mostly happy!
mmm, delish happiness.
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