Typing with 9 fingers

Took a nice hunk out of my index finger at Boulder. First kitchen-battle wound ever. Why we need a 3 foot long butcher knife, just chillin on the counter, I'll never know.

Otherwise:
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There's all this talk about "good and bad days" I wasn't aware of this concept until group.
I think today is a bad day. I pretty much feel miserable and I don't know why.

Maybe it's been 3 consecutive (semi)bad days.

(update: correction! I just needed some friend time. Now it only seems like a few bad hours instead of day(s). good.)