Irony

How ironic, that when last I posted I provided solid evidence that "8.5" was indeed a valid numerical estimation of my life-satisfaction rate. Now, several days later, it seems I must repeal that number and insist on a new one... "9.5". Life is full of surprises, and as it always seems to happen, just when you've begun to lose hope and give up and generally say "f*** it" things just seem to fall into place.