I always thought the ceiling light in my room was too bright. It's similar to a bathroom fixture in the sense that there are a few light bulbs under a bigger glass piece, and so they're hard to access (or impossible, considering I will never scale some chair plus a stack of books to reach it, unscrew the top, and rescrew after messing with it). I've constantly wished, though, that I could just loosen a single bulb to take down the blazing sun-like light.

Well, today I walked into my room, flipped the light switch, and one of the light bulbs fizzled out.

... it might be too dark in here.

My Life.

Liz: Although I did see flower guy recently, and it was pretty excellent.
[Flashback]
Floyd: Hey Liz Lemon.
Liz: Hey, Workout Flower guy. What do you got there, the old….leather pumpkin?
Floyd: [takes out headphones] I’m sorry what?
Liz: I was just saying uh…you got the old leather pumpkin?

My Life?

Today I witnessed someone drinking tea with a spoon.

Well, first, I heard it. I heard some girl in my accounting class slurping up her tea one diligent spoonful at a time.

It wasn't even like she was just tasting it, maybe to check her honey to hot water ratio, or doing it three or four times, taking a moment to reminisce about being a child when someone might have thought that was cute in any way. Nope, she drank that whole cup of tea with a spoon.

Sometimes I get mad and write about things like this.