I don't really know why I'm typing a blog at all. I don't have any specific reason that I should be typing this at all.
I feel bored. I need to write I guess.
This year thus far has been better than expected. Sure, it's still only been a week or two, but I've honestly enjoyed the last few weeks.
My work load isn't too bad.
My friends are great and enjoyable.
Social detachment has finally become mine. I am no longer a slave to a group. Now I socialize with whom I please. Mostly Ben & Jessica. That makes me happy. I enjoy it. A lot.
I have a new puppy. Teddy. He is another Yorkie. Cutie-pie. I love him.
I've expanded my musical tastes. Rap is now included.
I'm angry at someone. The person who decided integrated graphics in a MacBook would be a good idea. They weren't. I crave game.
Dan In Real Life = Joy.
I'm happier than I've been in a very long time. I'm not often a happy person, this feeling may be fleeting. But I have it now. I'll hold it. Squeeze it until it's eyes pop out of it's sockets. That'd be funny.
Ranting on and on.
How are you? Good? Bad? I hope the first. Not the second.
Shalom.