I had the best night of sleep I have had in a long, long time last night. I mean, after all the self-love wore itself down a little bit. Today I feel as awake and alive as I may have ever been. It feels good to feel this way, it feels fan-fucking-tastic. Seriously. I don't know how to handle it. I really don't.

I can't describe it. Yesterday and last night I felt good...good to the point where I was giving as many people as would take them a hug (I got up to eighteen). I was drunk even though I had only five beers over the course of the four hour evening. But I feel even better now. I AM NOT A CREEP!!! That deserves three whoops...Whoop! Whoop! Whoop!