Oh hello world. I am feeling oh so cheery today...mmmm sarcasm. I was thinking lately about a post on my recent travels, my refreshing visit to Kansas to visit my dear friend C whom you have all read about during my great Malaysian adventure. I was going to say something about how awesome it feels to see someone who you not only met across the world, but hails from yet another world and now inhabits your own country. Or perhaps I should blog about turning another year older and how I have this false feeling, at the ripe age of 26, of getting old. Maybe even talk about the "awesome" celebration I had...which didn't exist because I spent the day delusional and sick in bed. During that discussion of bodily illness I could just divulge in how I had to run home and take care of my dog that now is on an uber-expensive diet because she could develop bladder stones. No...that doesn't seem to fit either.
Needless to say, this week was not kind to me. Oh no not at all. Granted, I know my little complaints are nothing compared to what a majority of the population faces every day. However, I wouldn't call being sick on one's birthday, dealing with an ailing pet, or visiting a good friend don't really fall under the umbrella of 'first world problems.' I would consider these things more universal in nature. Now that I've gotten them out there on the "cloud" one would think it would be time to close this post. Boy do I hate the word "cloud" it makes the internet feel quite douchey to be honest. Ah, I digress, yet again, I am really going to write about this fine Friday morning/afternoon. Because there is quite the tale to tell...behold: The Tale of the Exploding Lightbulb.
Oh hello world. I am feeling oh so cheery today...mmmm sarcasm. I was thinking lately about a post on my recent travels, my refreshing visit to Kansas to visit my dear friend C whom you have all read about during my great Malaysian adventure. I was going to say something about how awesome it feels to see someone who you not only met across the world, but hails from yet another world and now inhabits your own country. Or perhaps I should blog about turning another year older and how I have this false feeling, at the ripe age of 26, of getting old. Maybe even talk about the "awesome" celebration I had...which didn't exist because I spent the day delusional and sick in bed. During that discussion of bodily illness I could just divulge in how I had to run home and take care of my dog that now is on an uber-expensive diet because she could develop bladder stones. No...that doesn't seem to fit either.
Needless to say, this week was not kind to me. Oh no not at all. Granted, I know my little complaints are nothing compared to what a majority of the population faces every day. However, I wouldn't call being sick on one's birthday, dealing with an ailing pet, or visiting a good friend don't really fall under the umbrella of 'first world problems.' I would consider these things more universal in nature. Now that I've gotten them out there on the "cloud" one would think it would be time to close this post. Boy do I hate the word "cloud" it makes the internet feel quite douchey to be honest. Ah, I digress, yet again, I am really going to write about this fine Friday morning/afternoon. Because there is quite the tale to tell...behold: The Tale of the Exploding Lightbulb.
Oh hello world. I am feeling oh so cheery today...mmmm sarcasm. I was thinking lately about a post on my recent travels, my refreshing visit to Kansas to visit my dear friend C whom you have all read about during my great Malaysian adventure. I was going to say something about how awesome it feels to see someone who you not only met across the world, but hails from yet another world and now inhabits your own country. Or perhaps I should blog about turning another year older and how I have this false feeling, at the ripe age of 26, of getting old. Maybe even talk about the "awesome" celebration I had...which didn't exist because I spent the day delusional and sick in bed. During that discussion of bodily illness I could just divulge in how I had to run home and take care of my dog that now is on an uber-expensive diet because she could develop bladder stones. No...that doesn't seem to fit either.
Needless to say, this week was not kind to me. Oh no not at all. Granted, I know my little complaints are nothing compared to what a majority of the population faces every day. However, I wouldn't call being sick on one's birthday, dealing with an ailing pet, or visiting a good friend don't really fall under the umbrella of 'first world problems.' I would consider these things more universal in nature. Now that I've gotten them out there on the "cloud" one would think it would be time to close this post. Boy do I hate the word "cloud" it makes the internet feel quite douchey to be honest. Ah, I digress, yet again, I am really going to write about this fine Friday morning/afternoon. Because there is quite the tale to tell...behold: The Tale of the Exploding Lightbulb.
Oh hello world. I am feeling oh so cheery today...mmmm sarcasm. I was thinking lately about a post on my recent travels, my refreshing visit to Kansas to visit my dear friend C whom you have all read about during my great Malaysian adventure. I was going to say something about how awesome it feels to see someone who you not only met across the world, but hails from yet another world and now inhabits your own country. Or perhaps I should blog about turning another year older and how I have this false feeling, at the ripe age of 26, of getting old. Maybe even talk about the "awesome" celebration I had...which didn't exist because I spent the day delusional and sick in bed. During that discussion of bodily illness I could just divulge in how I had to run home and take care of my dog that now is on an uber-expensive diet because she could develop bladder stones. No...that doesn't seem to fit either.
Needless to say, this week was not kind to me. Oh no not at all. Granted, I know my little complaints are nothing compared to what a majority of the population faces every day. However, I wouldn't call being sick on one's birthday, dealing with an ailing pet, or visiting a good friend don't really fall under the umbrella of 'first world problems.' I would consider these things more universal in nature. Now that I've gotten them out there on the "cloud" one would think it would be time to close this post. Boy do I hate the word "cloud" it makes the internet feel quite douchey to be honest. Ah, I digress, yet again, I am really going to write about this fine Friday morning/afternoon. Because there is quite the tale to tell...behold: The Tale of the Exploding Lightbulb.
