It is amusing the reactions one has to learning good news:

I found myself skipping on my way home tonight, I splashed in some puddles, I called a friend, i called my mother, I danced around my apartment, I knocked my cats’ water dish while dancing and splashed water all over my feet but I kept dancing. If I had chocolate in my apartment, I would have had chocolate.

Now, I am going to put on makeup, doll myself up in some prettier clothes and I am going to go out and celebrate.

*It’s actually been a good week. I can’t really complain.