Thank you, White Stripes for returning to your minimalist roots.

Some days I wish I were more like everybody else, but today is not one one of those days. Today I am appreciative that my INTJ personality allows me to have so much fun by myself. Today I am glad that my favorite pizza topping is spinach and that I only eat whole wheat pasta and bread. Today I am sure that people whose favorite pastimes do not include listening to the White Stripes while drinking Izzes or dancing around their homes naked listening to M.I.A. are missing something dear from their lives. I am sure that someone out there can appreciate a woman whose wrathful rage ends in a kitchen full of baked goods, whose happiness is found in peppy music featuring the vocals of ecstatic/screeching women and whose joy begins and ends in a good book. I am sure somebody will appreciate a God-fearing woman with a 99+ percentile IQ. He will not be repulsed by the pairing of intelligence and spirituality, but will realize that the former OUGHT to follow the latter. He will "get" that I wear red shirts with green shoes and earrings because green and red are complementary colors, along with the host of things which are first nature to me, but which others find idiosyncratic. Today is one of those days when I think God did pretty good when he thought me up, and I remember that life is pretty good, and getting better. Today I enjoy the continual formation of me while looking forward to the seventh day (when I'll return to my youthful schedule of sketching random objects in the morning, reading in the afternoons and composing/arranging music in the evening). Moreover, I'll appreciate that schedule as I never did as a child for its extended absence. Yup, yup, yup! It's alright being me, today.