subject: matchmaker, matchmaker make me a match...
mood: squishy inside
music: odd combination of franz ferdinand and fiddler on the roof
CPCetc: oh strange euphoria, envelope me and pass on your pretty blue light to the masses!
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It's strange what euphoria does to you. For one, you do crazy things like finding a sudden interest in women's fashion. (What the crap? Since when has women's fashion been at all interesting? But actually, some of it is really artistic. Men's fashion hasn't changed much since before the turn of the century, so it's easy to learn the rules and follow the trends. But women's fashion is just mental. It puzzles hobbit minds.) Another thing is the fact that you feel the burning desire to help others. And it's not even a concious thing, it just happens. You want to spread the euphoria around, give other people reasons to be as happy as you are. Because then you're even happier and so are they.

Another thing that happens that's even better than the first two is the fact that it doesn't go away. And you're so happy that you don't think you could be anymore so, and then you are somehow. Because they suddenly say something that's so new and wonderfully scary and it makes your belly flip and your thoughts run away and you want to say something to them too, but you don't know what or how. But you know that this is an amazing feeling and you don't want it to ever, ever go away. Because if it never does, than you know you've done something right for once. And maybe then everything else will be right too; at least they'll be better.

And I know this is terribly dreamy-eyed of me, but I can't care. The world is an oyster, only better because I've never had oyster and I don't know what they taste like. Fine! The world is a box of never-ending pocky right now and I intend to snack 'till the cows come home. And you're welcome to join me for a bit. I'll share.

Kiri >^.^< ~mew!!!