Cloud 9

Hungover.

And happy.


Elated, really. Laughed at traffic on the way in. They played Bittersweet Symphony on the radio for me alone. Caught green lights all the way in.

Fuel is in the car. Sun is in the sky. And it's FRIDAY.



Undeniably untouchable today. :D


I love the world today. Though people may hate that I love the Lakers too, it's part of my charm.

So I offer you a gift. The gift of knowledge.



Cloud 9

Cloud 9 refers to the national weather service's labeling of cloud types. The altitude of clouds are assigned numbers. Can you guess the number of the highest clouds? I believe that you can.