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[katallison]

Because I need to cheer the hell up -- Ten Things That Make Me Happy:

1. The moment on the first warm day of spring when I open all the windows and shazam, there is fresh air in the house, after six months of shut-up stuffiness.

2. Riding my bike around the city on a warm summer night, in the dark, steering by feel and smell, almost, hearing music from the windows of passing cars, feeling the air rushing over my skin, a part of all the clamorous nightlife surging and glittering all around me and yet separate, mobile, free.

3. Big goofy dogs.

4. Fandom in general, and specifically, the fact that fandom is full of amazingly smart people producing, with great labor and skill, wonderfully excellent work that outshines many carloads of commercial pap on the market, and which they give away free. Out of love.

5. Blackadder. Especially Baldrick, whom I love with an unholy delight.

6. The moment in a hard workout when the endorphins kick in and all of a sudden, I'm not slogging, I'm flying.

7. The wonderful happy-animal feeling of relaxing after a hard workout, all buttery and well-used and aglow.

8. Driving really fast with the Beach Boys or Ramones or Donnas on the CD player.

9. Getting a good massage or footrub. Or having someone rub my head, gently and thoroughly.

10. Really, really good food, the kind that when I take a bite, I can't stop myself from making little moaning noises, and fluttering my hands, and maybe doing a little dance in my chair and embarrassing my dining companion.

Comments

[virgulesmith.livejournal.com]

I too do dances and wriggles when I eat food I really like. I also get goose bumps and mocked.

I have even have named some of the dances. There is the pound cake dance, and the wings wriggle.

[auroramama]

2. Riding my bike around the city on a warm summer night, in the dark, steering by feel and smell, almost, hearing music from the windows of passing cars, feeling the air rushing over my skin, a part of all the clamorous nightlife surging and glittering all around me and yet separate, mobile, free.

Last year in Union Square they had a temporary installation of sound-and-light pillars. I walked down from Midtown at dusk and danced between the pillars. Everyone was playing with the sounds, waving their hands in front of the light sensors. That's exactly what it was like. I never found as good a description of that sense of being part of it all and still free as you have here. Thank you!

[nagasvoice.livejournal.com]

Oooh, lovely. Cheers me up too!
I think there's the watermelon rock too, but only for the really ripe, really first few ones.

[namastenancy.livejournal.com]

I second you on the fandom (SGA! John and Rodney 4-3ever). And food - oh the orgasmic dance of good food. It's one of my delights to eat alone at home and made all sorts of really obscene, food-appreciation noises. I'm generally a lot better mannered in public so not to worry.

namaste sf nancy

[ardent-muses.livejournal.com]

Great meme. Right there with you, especially on 3, 4 and 10.

A friend named that food-related dance "blissing", as in "she just ate some mashed potatoes and she's blissing". It works for me.

[planetalyx.livejournal.com]

I have seen commercials for a Tony Robinson show where he explores the worst paid jobs in history... you know, actually putting on the gear and doing the evil job. If your love isn't purely Baldrick, it might be worth checking out.

[vickita.livejournal.com]

Once I was in this seafood restaurant in Seattle, and I was really tired at the end of a day of work, and I was still kind of jet-lagged; my body thought it was two hours later than it was, so I was eating dinner really early because I was *hungry*, dammit, so I was one of maybe two or three customers in the entire place. And the waiter brought me my salmon in a citrus glaze, and the sauce was just. exactly. right. and I was tired and hungry and had a nice glass of wine, and I was eating by myself, so I just closed my eyes and enjoyed all of the subtle flavors in my mouth.

And the chef actually came to my table and told me that he'd seen what I was doing, and how much it meant to him that I was so clearly enjoying my meal.

It was really cool.