Bouncing off the walls of the attic........

I feel a little hyper today, like I can conquer the world. Granted, I will crash by tonight, but why not enjoy a little mania whilst one can? Not much going on here, really. It's harder to write in a good mood than a bad one. I can bitch for hours, but if there's nothing to bitch about, what in the hell do I say? I'm listening to "Joey" by Concrete Blond, which would usually be a painful experience, but it's not. Some things don't matter anymore. I can go back and change things, so why worry? I said I was sorry, and if people can't accept it, well, that's their problem, not mine. I'm thinking about starting a program I found online called WRAP. It's a system of living for people with bipolar and the like. It would at least shut my mother up, and it doesn't seem pushy or preachy, just a nudge in the right direction. Anyway, I should probably take advantage of my energy and finish up on the computer, then clean the living room and the bedroom. Ciao!