_sarah_

in case of such weeks, you should keep your pockets stuffed with misc. stuff that you then take out and leave in incongruous places--for example, cut out REALLY silly pictures from porno mags (esp from the ads in tne back) and them leave them on coworkers desks when they're not looking, leave a rubber ball and jacks on the stairwell or men's room floor, get those little tiny plastic parachute men and try and hang them from the lights in public places, buy a dozen donuts and as you walk home place them in silly places, like on fire hydrants or high-up window sills. constantly have as much carmel in your mouth as you can and try to talk to people...

*edited for spelling, I usually leave fun typos in, but these were all Booooring. gaaar*

[Edited on Jan 15, 2003]

I've remedied these issues in my usual way:

Select a bunch of mp3s that are just happy and silly and crazy and Sarah-feel-good.

Turn volume up.

Hit shuffle.

Dance like crazy, and let Gomez join if he insists. (Gomez is one of my cats, and he LOVES being held while I'm dancing).

Sing loudly. I can actually sing, so my neighbors haven't complained. Yet.