Laughing at the horrorshow

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Yeah, I'm gloomy.
I am totally okay with being gloomy.

I would rather snark at the news than feel the news, because the news hurts.

I have a truly sick sense of humor, this works well at my job.
One night I overheard a call.
The Medical Examiner (M.E) hadn't released a body for tissue recovery.
...Why?
The ambulance crew had managed to forget the guy's leg at the ER.
The tissue recovery peeps and I were all laughing, trying to figure out why the hell they hadn't noticed they were leaving a freaking leg behind???

The sick sense of humor, the gloom? I'm just gloomy.
I'm perfectly fine being gloomy.
My personal heurisitc is that horrible shit happens.

A lot of people deliberately put on blinkers and stick their fingers in their ears and go "LALALALAA!" if you mention horrible shit happening.
...That's part of why I feel isolated...it's like...it's not ok to ever talk about it.

That's life, or lack thereof...a lot better these days.

Recently, on the drive back from the girlfriendo's, I was almost killed by a drunk guy going west in the eastbound lanes.
After, I thought...I would have gone out on a good note.
I'd had a better day than I'd had in a long time.