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Originally Posted by telekinetic
No, I don't really have any bad days, either...none that I can remember. Maybe it's just that I don't dwell on whether a day is good or bad or not...either way, it's not something I notice or worry about.
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No deaths in the family? Serious injuries or illnesses? Teenage fist fights? Breakups with girlfriends? Car wrecks? Drunken mistakes? Tattoo regrets?
Helluva life ya got there. And by that I mean that I think that your above statement is totally full of shit.
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Bad is, of course, a super relative term. You've gotta consider the world of the particular person. Breaking a nail is the end of the world to someone on Rodeo Drive. Dodging disease and starvation and hot 7.62x39mm is probably a good day in Somalia. Most of us lucky fucks are somewhere in between.
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I consider it a good day when I get hot institutional food and can enjoy shitting in a 100-degree fly-infested portable toilet.
I have friends that don't get that much.