Maintaining A Sunny Disposition

In spite of very recent substantial paycuts and a sorry marketplace, I resign myself to stay the course- Positive thought breeds... well, I don't really know at this point, but it sure beats crying about it. The Woog is trying to staunch the proverbial slaughter with his angry singing and mouth fart noises. It helps. Dublin is even doing his part- distracting us with his swamp breath and penchant for kissing. The future is...looming? I hope (positive, positive) I KNOW it looks bright....ish.