At least it isn't raining. At least my socks are dry. At least today was good day. At least I'm not hungry. At least I'm healthy. At least I'm not supported by the state or my parents. At least I'm not Simma. At least the internet hate machine hasn't caught me yet. At least.. balls.
Troof. I wouldn't want to be me either. Because if I was me, then I would be the same as I am now, which would be rather confusing at times.