Travis Tritt

This depression has engulfed my usually sunshing demeanor and I'm at quite a loss. I swear I've even lost the will to eat--and I'm a Gregory. It's what we do--we eat. We may not be great thinkers, or world leaders, and we can't run very fast, but damn it we can eat! A little country music is able to lift my spirits however! I mean, how can you listen to "A great day to be alive" and not sing along. And then, if you're saying it, it must be true. It is a great day to be alive. Truthfully--I am happy, if only to have stayed in bed all day. Quitting school gives one a lot of perspective. I have the rest of my life to go to school. I have the rest of my life for everything. And if it is so damn great to be alive today, I'm going to quit wasting each day doing something I hate.
And this has been a damn good day. The buzz word for today is damn. I got to spend time in my damn fine apartment in bed. I got to read a book for fun damnit (quitting school is awesome!). Now it's time for some quality bonding time with my sis (even after I got spanked playing Gin Rummy--I had a comeback with Slapjack damnit). So damnit, I may be depressed, but I am not dead. The Zags are up by 20 playing some mad basketball, just in time for the tourney and March Madness!! It's a great day to be alive my friends. A damn fine day!