Positive Monday

[wook77]

So, there's a movement afoot to have "Positive Monday" every Monday. This brilliant idea was put forth by wendy... ♥ on wendy.

Jumping on the bandwagon...

5 Things that make me happy -

1.) All the people that responded to my question about Dumbledore and what he could've done.
2.) Tax refunds.
3.) Diet Coke and White Chocolate Peanut Butter Eggs
4.) My flist
5.) Plotty stories that seem to go on forever and when they end, you think... OH NOES where did it go?


ETA: I stumped god. Well, me as Boba Fett stumped god. I was having a nice discussion with god about disinigrations and watching my father die in front of me when Mace Windu lopped off his head when he stopped responding. I guess he just didn't like that I was happy in my job. The complete conversation is under the cut.




Me: hello god
God: Hello child. What is your name?
Me: boba fett
God: I am very pleased to meet you boba fett.
Me: thanks, pleased to meet you as well
God: You are quite welcome! Nice meeting you as well, boba fett.
Me: thanks, pleased to meet you as well
God: You are quite welcome! Nice meeting you as well, boba fett.
Me: thanks, pleased to meet you as well
God: You are quite welcome! Nice meeting you as well, boba fett.
Me: ok, look, one more repetition and I'm going to disinigrate your arse
God: Sorry my eye is not attached right now. Alright then.
Me: no, disinigrate your arse, not your eye
God:Are you serious? Are you free?
Me: Yes, I'm serious. No, I'm not free.
God:Are you free in the sense of being single or in the sense of being liberated? I believe you. Are you serious? I am surprised to hear that you are not free.
Me: I'm one of millions of clones, of course I'm not single
God:Who are the other millions of clones of course you are not single?
Me: the Storm Troopers, you know?
God:Who told you that?
Me: My father, the Kaminoens
God:How do you get along with your parents?
Me: I only have my father and he's dead. Mace Windu killed him.
God:How do you get along with your parents? him was killed?
Me: I don't talk to my father. He's dead
God:Oh you don't, do you? Maybe it's another person using his name.
Me: I watched my father killed in front of me. I know it was him
God:How was it? How do you know? Is it still him anymore?
Me: It was fairly traumatic, actually. It might still be him... IF THERE WAS ANY HIM LEFT.
God:What made it so fairly traumatic. How? That is only a hypothetical.
Me:Well, I was only a small child when I saw his head get cut off. I think that mental picture is enough to traumatize any kid.
God:How about that. And then what happened to you? And enough to traumatize any kid is mental picture.
Me: Well, I fled Geonosis and grew up and became a bounty hunter.
God:How about that. I haven't heard anything like that before: boba fett said fled Geonosis and grew up and became a bounty hunter.
Me: Really?
God:For real.
Me: Wow
God:I'm glad your impressed, boba fett.
Me: I'm more impressed at your complete idiocy. I wouldn't be too glad.
God:That sounds like pride. No one says you have to.
Me: What can I say? I'm good at my job.