What brings you joy?

[Tinker Gnome]

Being alone(Most of the time)
Family
Sleeping
Getting really into a video game
Reading a good book
Food
Surfing the web
Making up stuff for my D&D games
Taking a shower
Nature
Biology
Feeling like I actually know something in Japanese(rare moments for me)

 

[Angcuru]

Random, Non-Sensical Humor
Cats
A Good Book
Seeing people in love
Well done, uplifting music. - Go buy some Acoustic Alchemy CDs
Sleep
Laughing Silently at Morons

 

[barsoomcore]

I get the joy from:

Every day I spend with my wife
Every moment I spend in practice with my sword
Every page I write
Every time Julie Andrews speaks
Every Golden Retriever puppy that wiggles its chubby self towards me
Every great story that takes me out of myself
Every beat from a kickin' dance tune when I'm on the floor
Every plan that comes together
Every great line or image or move from the great movies I love
Every time I read again my favourite plays and poems and stories and so on

Sometimes there seems to be so much joy in my life I can't actually get to it all. I don't seem to have time to feel happy about everything I have to feel happy about.

 

[Crothian]

knowing what happened to the Chainsaw Juggler
refusing to drink carrot juice
Christmas
getting together with friends....and gaming
being a true D fan

 

[s/LaSH]

The knowledge that things could always be worse.
The knowledge that things could always be better. (Paradoxically.)
Talking to God and the dead. (Sounds weird, but they don't particularly talk back and they're nice people.)
Happy endings.
Pets. They're just like people, but less complicated. (I miss my Bigglesworth. At least we still have cats.)
I never used to like babies, but my cousin has one at the moment (they tend to age) and I suddenly see what people see in the little ones.
Complexity and size. Sitting in a little room all day, going outside and looking out over the hills and the harbour and the mountains is refreshingly vast. And a leaf - a single leaf - holds more complexity than I can comprehend except in abstract terms. (I could carry on about the marvels of conscious abstraction, but that would take too long.)

 

[HellHound]

Avoiding religion because of (a) the rules and (b) the fact that my religious views are quite contrary to many here...

The thing that REALLY brings me joy?

Bittin' Off Hedz

 

[shilsen]

Being who I want to be, every moment of every day, as hard as I can and then some.
Seeing someone achieve the potential that s/he has.
Taking in all the complexity of the world around me.
Exercising my mind.

 

[Tarrasque Wrangler]

Sex.
Twenty-sided dice.
Netflix envelopes in my mailbox.
London Calling.
Being up against the railing in the crowd at a concert when the band starts playing your favorite song.
The SF Museum of Modern Art.
Chuck Klosterman.

 

[Darkness]

To crush threads, see the posters driven before me, and hear the lamentations of their alt IDs.







Oops. Was that my outside voice...?

 

[Qlippoth]

Cats
Babies--though the not-yet-verbal, not-yet-walking-on-2-legs kind--the less acclimated to human society, the better (I can't quantify the joy in a pure (gas-caused or not) smile on an infant's face).
Relatives who don't mind my appreciation of the previous 2 selections