on a sliding rule scale . . .
Good day:
Going to work, then getting to sit for half the shift and hand out free candy to people.

Better day:
Finding out that work's brought in a massage therapist, and that you can test them out for free.

Even better day:
Spending your time in line introducing the people around you to your Eeepc--and to journalfen. And to the wank report of the soulbonder chickie who's made five-foot dolls of her "spirit guide" (who happens to be a webcomic's character) so she can have carnal relations with him.

Then watching their faces when they see the pics of the dolls. I thought my coworker's boyfriend was gonna fall off his chair.

Then introducing a manager to rickrolling & getting into a discussion with a friend over which is weirder: the soulbonder doll-fucker chickie or Zoltan, the self-proclaimed technosexual who has married his sex doll with built-in AI. And who posts decidedly WTF transcripts of their sex.

Best day evar?
Finding a way to spread the disease to readers here. You know you wanna look. :D