Today, I am happy about knowing my friends, even when I want them to leave me the hell alone. Because they inevitably don't, and that is why I love them (most of the time).
I am also taking shreds of happiness from the knowledge that someday, somewhere, a student will leap up and throttle Kruges in the middle of yet another failed example problem, and there will be instantaneous rainbows over half of the United States.
I'm also happy because NONE OF MY FRIENDS KNOW HOW TO DRESS THEMSELVES. No, really. (Cynic doesn't count, because he had someone to pick clothes out for him.) It makes me look less weird when I come to school looking like an idiot.
And certain people who drive me nuts basically no longer exist to me as far as I'm concerned, because I never see them. This is bliss.
No doubt I will think of more things (or not) as the day goes on. Perhaps there will be a Part II.
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