Tag: Birthday

Stranded in Suburbia

Stranded in Suburbia

I'm in a bit of an odd predicament. In my 22nd birthday blog post, I based the whole thing on the fact that there isn't a lot of external fanfare surrounding 22 compared to 21. But there is one specific thing that happened when I turned 22, which I sort of alluded to yesterday. I … Continue reading Stranded in Suburbia

A symmetrical birthday

A symmetrical birthday

Another year, another trip around the sun. Turning 22 doesn't offer nearly as many significant things to talk about as the 'milestone' 21, where drinking and properly oriented drivers' licenses were officially on the table. I won't be starting this post off with a deep, important-sounding remark on the different milestones one hits in life. … Continue reading A symmetrical birthday

Souls sold to the mouse

Souls sold to the mouse

Anyone who follows my general social media feeds should know that I went to Downtown Disney with my Mom and sister today. It was nice to get out of the house for a serious outing for the first time in at least a week, outside of that night where we went to dinner in Santa … Continue reading Souls sold to the mouse

The prophesied social media expansion

At this point, making new social media accounts really just feels like I'm splitting my soul into more horcruxes. Yeah as a bunch of my friends have likely now noticed, I made myself an Instagram account today. Deep down it hurts to have further compromised my anti-social media stance of personal morality... But my boss … Continue reading The prophesied social media expansion

Turning Twenty-one

Turning Twenty-one

There are a number of milestone ages a person hits as they grow older. When a child turns one, their parents have the opportunity to gleefully celebrate helping their progeny survive a full rotation around the sun. When a pre-teen turns 13, in the case of my heritage at least, they get to celebrate a … Continue reading Turning Twenty-one

Another year older, 20 years in

If I had any sense of comedic timing, I would've figured out that a year ago I should have waited a few extra days to create my blog so I could coincide that birthday with my really for real birthday today. Oh well.  Water under the bridge I suppose. And water everywhere for that matter, … Continue reading Another year older, 20 years in