i spent saturday night watching 3 episodes of the first season of "good eats", this really interesting cooking show, and interspersed that with episodes of hard gay that i've missed. and if that's not somewhat pathetic, i don't really know what is. but then again, i feel nice, and rested. so that must count for something.
was just wondering whether there is some objective standard for being happy, and whether there was anyway of judging for sure. and if there were, i wonder where i would be on that scale. sometimes i wished i felt more about things so i did more to make myself feel happy instead of just being nothing. and now everyday passes by with me worrying that life won't get any better than this, yet feeling pretty unsatisfied with it all.
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