today was the first day of the rest of my life.

i promised to cease (sic) every opportunity for happiness. from now on.

i promised my best friend.

in return she promised something. it is top secret what she promised but i can tell you that it is nowhere near as cool as mine.

the best part of my promise is the freudian slip. obviously i meant to seize every chance at happiness. but my subconscious was on to it. clearly.

i did a terrible job at seizing every opportunity for happiness today. i did have a great swim after work. where i did lots of flips and handstands and some underwater ballet. which for me = happiness.

but in almost every other way, i was terrible.

i had to admit this to my promise keeper buddy. she has given me sage words of advice. the advice seems similar to the advice i gave myself that year when my new years reso was to drink more. hmmm... (fyi: i drank about four beers all year that year. the reso was counter productive or something).

incidentally, how great is this ad? i typed 'opportunity' and 'happiness' into google images and this came up.