Now With More Mystery
I killed my mood indicator. I'd been on the verge of doing it a few times over the past several months and could never quite resolve to it. But I've been changing it infrequently for a long time, and more and more often the word that would really describe my mood wasn't on the list of options. Then, a few days ago, Eric pointed out that I usually changed it from one negative mood to another negative mood. So that settled it. If the mood indicator was making me look like a crabby bitch, it had to die.
From now on, if you're wondering how I'm feeling, assume "content" and picture a tiny yellow smiley face. That's my emotional baseline.
From now on, if you're wondering how I'm feeling, assume "content" and picture a tiny yellow smiley face. That's my emotional baseline.
Labels: inside my head
3 Comments:
I can barely remember to update my "Loralee is" on facebook every few months.
I'd rather imagine you on the verge of apocalyptic rage.
It's how I imagine everyone, and it gives me no end of amusement.
Heh...like a virtual mood ring.
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