Monday, 09 June 2003
I should have written this entry yesterday.
Life is good. I'm healthy. I'm running and lifting and am already in the best shape I've been in years and getting better. I have a wife who's perfect in every way and who's fond of me. My writing is going well. Even other stuff--my brokerage account, my day job--are coming along just fine. Life is good.
Not much has changed today. In fact, there was even a new bit of goodness at the day job (working hardware--always a plus). The only thing is, I've caught a cold. Not a bad cold, I hope. Maybe I'll shake it off and be all better tomorrow. But a sore throat kind of takes the edge off the perfect golden glow that surrounded everything yesterday.
Still, I'm happy. So, I thought I ought to write it down here.