I'm not very nice

Here's a confession: I go to Weight Watchers meetings because I'm usually the thinnest one in the room. I still clap whenever someone gets a bookmark for losing five pounds or meets their goal and gets some Lucky Charms or whatever. But there's no denying that sitting in a room full of fat people makes you feel better.

The JoySpot -- one true happy thing -- for your convenience, the alphabet has already been alphabetized.