9/21/03 - 9:03 p.m.

The mystery is why I had such a good weekend.

It was sunny. I took a drive. I had a date that went well, and even got some good input on career plans. I ate lots of yummy foods. I took a nap.

Thing is, I wasn't all this cheery on Saturday. And yet I don't particulary regret Saturday. I've attained a rare happiness that projects itself backwards...