agIsh: "Don't sweat the petty stuff. Don't pet the sweaty stuff."
My brain's tired. My body's tired. And yet I remain happy.
I think if there was any good quality about me that I could say that I liked it's that I remain (mostly) positive and optimistic when logic dictates that everything's gone to shit. I guess in the deepest part of my brain - where my fail safes are located - I do have a grasp of all the good things in my life. Well, actually, it really comes down to just two good things in my life...but they essentially make or break a man. One, I have good life-long friends, a short list topped by bg and chair. Two, I have a loving and supportive family. What else can a man ask for really?
So in these relatively tough and stressful times, I'm truly happy. There's a lot I can complain about but won't. Rather, I'll just talk shit and laugh to take the edge off.