I'm in a bad mood, and I'm buying it.

When I'm in a good mood, I know it's a mood.

When I'm in a bad mood, I tend to take every inner growl for truth. Even though I know that I have turned, for the moment, into a growl factory. Still I tend to believe my bad moods far more than my good.

And I get into consistency silliness. Like I was in a grumpy mood twenty minutes ago, and now I'm lots less grumpy. I get so I think I should be consistent with the crummiest mood of the day.

I'm working on it.

A friend smart about little kids notes that they have now consistency problens at all--they can cheer up in a second, or down, and not argue with it.