Things are swell. I've had a lot of success with my new self-determination. I am in charge of my own life joy (somewhat, obviously there are lots of things that are out of my control). I've been reading The Flight of the Iguana by David Quamman. I highly recommend it. It is a oftentimes quite hilarious and generally quite informative yet easy to read collection of essays about various lifeforms on this planet, with a reflection of how human types relate to them in the mix. It's like reading a nature show that is also stand-up comedy. With lots of good vocabulary that I look up in the dictionary I carry with me.
I worked at the club on Saturday, and was quite lucky/successful. I made madlibs with my friends and roommates. I cleaned the shit out of the bathroom and kitchen. The living room, dining room, and craft room are on the cleaning block soon. I feel chill and happy. I am starting to love coffee again.