My roommate effectively has one mood. I’ve never seen him in any mood but that. It’s sort of like an enhanced state of cheerfulness…. as though nothing can really phase him, or bug him, or make him angry, or sad, or anything. It’s just… him. He’s cheerful. It’s all very Weirmier of him. That’s his mood… Weirmier. There’s no other effective word for it.
Someday, he might snap, and go on some sort of rampage or something. I don’t know… he’s too even-tempered. He’s too Cheerful. And he’s a morning person. He sings in the morning while he does his ironing.
And I can always tell when he’s been on my computer (I told him to use it when he needs to.) The cam is always pointed into something like a box, or the side of the desk, or the wall… just on the off chance that it might turn on and upload his picture to the net. He doesn’t like the idea of being on the net, and he keeps asking me, “Doesn’t it bug you to have your picture up there live all the time?” I keep giving him the same answer… No, it doesn’t. Heh. Silly Weirmier.