Saturday, October 07, 2006

Just one of those days...

I bet you know what I'm talking about. The day starts with you getting out of bed half an hour early because you set the alarm wrong the evening before, and accidentaly stepping on your favorite Teletubby-huggy-bear and thereby squishing his face beyond recognition. After having crawled out of the shower (cold shower - your flatmates have used up all the hot water) you realize that your fridge is empty and that you're out of coffee. There's a pile of dirty dishes in the sink, and it seems as though the plates and mugs are just sitting there, judging you in silence.

You put on some semi-dirty clothes since you're just way to lazy to do this weeks laundry and like some sort of halfcrazed caveman you drag yourself to the store just in order to realize that you forgot your wallet. Not that it really matters though since your wallet is bound to be empty anyway. Why? Because its just one of those days.

It sort of feels as though some sort of mysterious cosmic force is unloading all the shit-karma that it has managed to store throughout all the past millenias on your shoulders, and all you want to do is curl up into a foetal position on the floor and cry while sucking your thumb.

But then suddenly, something changes. A minor fluctuation in the Force, and as the astute Jedi that you are you sense this shift immediately. It doesn't necessarily have to be a big thing, small things have the same impact. That song you like is played on the radio. You get a text message from someone you like. You realize that it's actually Saturday and not Sunday, or, as in my case, you open the window for a smoke and see the most beautiful girl in the world doing her laundry.

So, to the pretty blonde at the laundryplace this morning - thank you for making my day.