Ever wake up and feel so content and happy that the crappiest day could not bring you down no matter how bad it got?

Monday and today felt like that.

For the longest time, I tried to figure out why I was in this so content, so happy, nothing going to bring me down attitude. The answers fled me.

Then I realized something.

For 2 consecutive weekends, I spent Saturday night over at someone's house.

For 2 consecutive weekends, I have stayed up past the break of dawn.

For 2 consecutive weekends, I have talked to this amazing girl and have done many random things.

For 2 consecutive weekends, I have found myself allured to this amazing girl.

After this weekend, I feel a person might have to amputate an appendage to bring me down from this high point on the wave of ecstasy. It's that good.

I also read this a person's blog..."so sam and i watched young frankenstein. and had a charming and delightful time. we talked until i dont know when and then slept."

That made my day.

I don't have much to say, really. I can't explain.

Take it easy.