Today I saw an old enemy on the train. She looked old and sour.

I, on the other hand, feel great. I look great. I feel great. I jog 3-4 times a week. I work out my upper body on my jogging off days. I stay up all night and sleep until noon every day. I never do this thing called "work." On top of everything else I am talented, creative, and intelligent - and I am finally getting the recognition I deserve. I have not been this happy in ten years.

She saw me. I pretended I did not see her. I talked on the phone, animatedly. I was pleasant to the conductor. I smiled. Why? Because smiles scare away bad energy. She saw that I was happy. And I was not even faking!

After sex and personal accomplishment, watching enemies suffer must be the third best high. Better than any drug. I was in a great mood all day.