Followed by a sheer coat of "awesome"

I like to think I'm awesome, from time to time. It makes me feel good about myself. Prevents the saddies from forming, yeah?

On occasion I get another person out there who supports my personal awesome. But I usually know those people. Which is totally cool. I love knowing people.

But it's such a trip when someone you don't know, but enjoy reading about about, builds on your "awesome theory." Such was the case just moments ago, as I poked my head into the blog which is by a dog named Tatanka-- a daily must read for me being that is is written by an adorable dog. I occasionally throw out a comment or two, but never expected them to be read, let alone the foundation of an actual entry!

See?

Is that not amazing? I felt amazing. Awesome and amazing.