happiness is just a twist-off away.

song of the day: "cold beer and remote control" -- indigo girls

just how excited should one person be about the thought of beer? well, the other day after i got home from a particularly aggravating day of gathering knowledge on how to take x-rays, i sat down to eat dinner. i was also watching tv, checking my email and sorting through the regular mail (i like to multi-task) when a vision appeared in my head: a lonely corona in the back of the refrigerator. i literally jumped off my chair and exclaimed, "oh! beer!!!" now let us ignore the fact that nobody else was home when i shouted out my joyful noise but focus on my reaction to a bottle of beer. it was as though i had just discovered a new planet or a friend i hadn't seen in ten years was standing at my front door. you know that feeling you get when you spot money on the ground? yeah, it was like that, except instead of the usual quarter, it was a hundered. a benjamin, if you will.

i was a little bit shocked to realize how happy a 3-month old beer could make me. it wasn't even that good but, damn, it put me in a superiorly fantastic mood. i've always known that it's the little things that generally make me happy...but this is bordering on ridiculous.

(by the way, i am fully aware that coronas, like many imported beers, are not twist-offs. i just liked the way it sounded in my title. so there.)